Chapter 84
Flora's POV
I paced my villa like a caged animal, my manicured nails digging into my palms. The silence of the place gnawed at my nerves, every tick of the wall clock reminding me that the hours were slipping by and I had no control over them. Nicolas hadn't returned, Edenvale though closed for now was still buzzing with rumors of Sally's gruesome death, as reporters flooded the gates, and worse, Viona had vanished into thin air.
My phone burned in my hand as I scrolled through my call log. Two missed calls to Lysa-ignored. I bit my lip, fighting the urge to hurl the phone against the wall, before finally pressing the button for a third attempt. The line rang longer than usual before a sultry, composed voice answered.
"Flora," Lysa said smoothly, like a woman who already kne
