I stiffened at her words.

My wide eyes moved from hers to look at the old master who had not even twitched since she entered.

His eyes wide and scared remained fixed on her, not even moving when she stepped closer to him.

Jennifer’s gaze flickered from the old master, to me, and then to the bandage wrapped around my head as she let out a loud laugh.

“Aren’t you just a poor thing, Leah?” She mocked.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.

You thought you could gather evidence against me, throw me in prison, and then what?” She paused, her fingers going to her chin as she feigned the act of thinking....