Chapter Fifty-One – Devon doesn’t hate her.

Henry’s POV

Sel thanked my mother for the tea and bowed to her. My mom nodded at her being leaving her in the room.

“She’s a good girl who’d seen a lot so please be gentle with her.” my mother said as she passed by me.

“Sure.” I said, giving Clayton a side glance, he was busy toying with the hands of the little boy in his laps though rather blankly.

My mother brushed past him and he shook his head, coming back to reality.

“What did she say? Is Sel going to be cooperating?” he asked.

I rolled my eyes. “What were...