Chapter 95

Talia's pov

Eleanor stood at the door, her both hands akimbo, her posture radiating authority and entitlement.

“What are you doing here?” Talia asked, a genuine confusion showing on her face..

Eleanor’s perfectly shaped eyebrows rose slightly. “Erhm, I’m in my house of course.”

Talia blinked. “Your house? What do you mean by "your house?”

But Eleanor didn’t bother answering. She brushed past Talia