Joseph stormed out of the room leaving a fuming Rose behind. She watched his retreating back and sneered at his level of hypocrisy. Her veins were pumping with the adrenaline of contained emotions. She shivered. The woman had been right; she could not trust Joseph.
There was something dark and deadly that surrounded the Blue Ocean sapphire, Pierre, and her.
It was then she remembered the woman’s exact words when she said she knew her mother.
‘Is she alive…what did she mean when she said she knew my mother?’
She now knew Joseph could not be trusted no matter how much he played the injured party. His generous gestures were only meant to hoodwink her into thinking that he was a good man so that she could trust him. Right now all she had were Pierre’s suspicions and the strange woman sh
