Arden's POV
I wasn't surprised, but it wasn't because I couldn't feel anything other than rage. The reason I wasn't surprised was that, from the start, Vanitas had never liked me, and he never tried to hide it. His mannerisms toward me screamed of undiluted bitterness and perhaps some jealousy.
And of course, he didn’t trust me with Ravencrest.
I plucked the listening device out of the painting.
“How clever,” I muttered. I threw it out through the window, leaving the painting hanging in a corner of the room. It looked beautiful, perfect, and exactly like it belonged there.
“How did you know there was something hidden there?” Elize asked me.
“I just did,” I answered. “And as my head of security, I expected you to be able to detect things like that as well.”
She rolled her eyes. “Las
