Chapter 91

Gabriella's P.O.V

I could see it the moment Madam Synclair’s eyes scanned me from head to toe—the slight downturn of her mouth, the almost imperceptible narrowing of her eyes, the twitch in her fingers as they clasped her teacup just a little tighter. She was judging me, and she wasn’t hiding it wel...

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