SIMONE'S POV
I stormed down the hallway, every sense of reasoning I had been holding on to had finally snapped. Just after the call, Cheryl had texted saying that Nicholas was already aware of the camera situation and here I was! f*****g bothering on how to let him know while he let me walk around the house while being monitored or not letting me in on information.
Those bastards, Nicholas and Carlos were acting all secretive like they were in some kind of boys' club, and I was sick of it. I'd had enough of being kept in the dark, and I was ready to confront them both.
As I entered the dining room, I spotted Nicholas sitting there with Carlos, both of them mid-conversation. They fell silent when they saw me, their expressions shifting from casual to serious.
"Yeah, it's me,"
