CHAPTER 23
ZYLIAH’S POV
“A visitor is here for Miss Zyliah.” One of Delia’s maids came in to inform us.
“A visitor for me?” I blinked. Who even knew I was living here?
Since I’d been back, I’d rarely associated with anyone except for Delia and Natasha, even though we still weren’t on talking terms.
“Is it a man or a woman?” Delia tilted her head, suddenly interested.
We were in the living room, playing indoor games. Natasha was there too, though her mood was hard to read.
She’d only returned a few minutes ago from seeing her boyfriend in prison.
“A woman,” the young girl said.
“A woman?” I raised a brow, confused by the answer.
“Let her in,” Delia ordered.
“Yes, ma’am.” The maid went ahead to do as she’d been instructed.
“Let her in? What if she’s got shady intentions?” I
