She looked up, her eyes meeting with the blonde from earlier. “Hi, I'm Cassie, the daughter of the housekeeper Clara.”

Aria could swear that she saw the blondie lips curving up, was she smirking?

Aria's grip tightened on her bag and her brow furrowed tightly in confusion.

She wondered what kind of games these people were playing with her. The blonde first introduced herself as the mistress of the house and the next minute she's telling Aria she's Clara, the housekeeper’s daughter.

She let out a tired breath, who knows what they're cooking up.

She remembered clearly how Marco had also introduced Leila to her as his cousin only to...