Damien's POV
I stepped out of the room to go see grandfather. “How did you clear the girl you killed?” I asked him. I wouldn’t want to believe I could be that ruthless to kill her for trying to steal documents. Well, a few fingers off her hands would have taught her a lesson.
Grandfather chuckled, turning in his chair right in his study. “My guards did the packing. They know what will happen if her death gets leaked out, if the police come close to my abode because of her death.” He was being honest.
I sighed, “Why did you have to kill her? You could just ask your men to teach her a few lessons she would never forget in her entire life, rather than just killing her off like a chicken.”
Grandfather twirled in his chair again before he straightened up. “She was a chicken, for pokenosin
