Blaine's POV

I got out of the car before her and stomped into the mansion. I told Charles to help her out with the bags. The maid also followed him. While I was at the dinner, my phone had buzzed a bit too frequently. I rushed up to my study and checked my call logs. It was the family lawyer. Whatever had gone wrong? I dialed his number.

“Hello? I'm sorry about that. I thought you were at dinner too."

“I think someone wants to dig up our case again. I don't know what this person is driving at but I know you understand the consequences should this case be...