Sasha's POV
Inside my room, I stood in front of the transparent glass window, a glass of brandy with me when I saw Eric and Laura had returned. I kept wondering what they had in mind that I couldn't listen to their conversations anymore. It's either they conversed in Laura's room or his. Last time Aaron called, I sensed the anger in his voice.
Dammit, I was slacking off, and I hate slacking off. Now Eric had gone away from Laura to answer an important phone call I guessed. This was another chance for me to eavesdrop again, still trying my best to listen to their convo. I just heard a hunch it was for Aaron.
“They are smarter than I had thought,” I mumbled with an obvious grin, taking another sip of my glass of brandy again.
The door to my room squeaked open and like expected, Eva inter
