“And speaking of patience—” The Monarch motioned toward Jennifer. “My daughter has done well. She got close to your precious Alexandra.”
Jennifer smirked. “Wormed my way, just like you wanted.”
The Monarch zeroed in on me like a hawk. “Alexandra Raynott. My daughter was right. You certainly keep interesting company. You’ve been very busy… with all three of your uncle's, haven't you?.”
Then he continued. "We've had our eyes on you since you were working at the club. I'm guessing that's how they met you first?." He smiled
I felt my soul fall out of my body. Dad cut in sharply, “What club? What are you talking about? Alexandra doesn’t—”
“Oh?” The Monarch laughed. “Your parents truly know nothing? How delightful.” He leaned forward. “Allow me to enlighten you on your daughter’s relati—”
