Elena's POV

"Yeah..." I let out a little chuckle. "I was a con-artist, but before I stopped, I did a lot of terrible things."

Yeah... As if I had actually stopped. More like taking a leave of absence.

Nevertheless, I continued, but not before heading up the stairs to my room.

Noah could show up here at any minute... depending on how resourceful the man was and he was very... Very influential and resourceful.

"Years ago, I targeted this old man, a very rich and powerful man... According to my boss at least."

My mind flashed back to the old grandpa.

Alfonso was the one who had given me that...