CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Kacie
“Why are you suddenly asking out of the blue?” I eyed him.
He picked up a wine and poured himself a drink. “I deserve to know right? Having the nerves to come into my mansion to steal my precious procession. It's only normal I should know Kacie.” he drawled on my name as if it tasted like bile.
I dropped my stained hands on the table not bothering to wipe it clean.
Is that the reason he didn't order the guards to take me back to the mansion? Just to bring me here to question me about what triggered my interest in stealing his art piece.
“Well, It's worth a lot of money. So I heard.” I shrugged licking my fingers clean.
“Indeed It's worth a lot of money.” he sneered gulping down the remaining liquid left in his glass.
His words made me feel really uncomfortab
