Chapter Fifty-eight
All the thoughts that clouded Pamela's mind as she stood a few metres from the door were how Austin Garrison knew how to get to her house without any help. The door swung open and she was ushered in by a maid in his house. She knew that by now, Austin would be aware that she was in his house because she'd been seeing surveillance cameras all around the house since she caught sight of it. She was welcomed so warmly and she managed a half-smile, not wanting to be rude to the poor maid.
Pamela waited impatiently for Austin to arrive, and when he did, an alarming face greeted her. If the circumstances were different, she would have welcomed him with a wide grin and open arms, but right now, she badly wanted to ask him just one question.
"Pamela! What are you doing here?
