Chapter 30:Washed AwayOLIVIA
WHEN I looked at Uncle Ernest's back, I felt a rush of anxiety rush through my veins. Standing in front of the lake, he took a drag from one of his tobacco pipes and gazed out over the water. It didn't matter that I could only see his back at this point; his powerful presence was already enough to make me tremble. What exactly was he doing here in the first place?
"Who let him in?" I asked one of the bodyguards.
"Mr. Maxwell has called your husband, Madame. He was the one who permitted us to let his father in."
"Chase?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yes, Madame."
It was unclear why Chase didn't tell me about his father's unexpected visit if he already knew. Inhaling forcefully, I muttered a curse. I suppose I had no choice but to face his father, despite the fac
