Chapter 50

Ann pov

My heart dropped to the pit of my tummy as madam Jessica had inquired for Roswell to be summoned into the gathering.

I looked at jace but his attention was on the teacup in his presence, and his expressions was indecipherable.

My heart knew no peace and my body trembled not because I was guilty, but because I was afraid that everything might turn badly should Roswell being invited for questioning.

“Stop trembling.” His voice reechoed in my ears, and I shrieked, staring towards his direction.

Did he just read through my mind?

“Stay calm and stop shaking. Not that I care about you, but my...