Camilla’s words froze Anna in place, making her breath hitch and her heart pound harder in her chest.
Slowly, Anna turned her head toward the sound of Camilla’s voice, dread coiling in her stomach.
“Answer me, you thief!” Camilla barked again.
Anna swallowed hard, forcing herself to meet Camilla’s gaze. “I… I went to clean the Boss’s room,” she said, her voice shaky.
Camilla’s eyes narrowed, sweeping slowly over Anna from head to toe as if searching for something out of place. Her gaze halted when it landed on the blueprint book clutched in Anna’s hand.
Anna felt Camilla’s stare instantly and, with a quick motion, shifted the blueprint book behind her back, hoping to hide it from view.
“What is that in your hand?” Camilla asked.
“It’s a book. It’s my book,” Anna replied quickly.
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