ARIA'S POV.
I stood there for a moment in front of his office, my thoughts wandering back to his cold gaze and the way he had burned the envelope without even opening it. What was he hiding? What was the content of that envelope? I pushed those thoughts aside as I wandered through the long, unfamiliar hallways, trying to find Hannah like he had told me to.
I didn’t know what was going on, but whatever it was, it was none of my business. I shouldn’t even care to know.
As I turned a corner, I almost bumped into the maid who had brought me food earlier.
“Excuse me,” I said, stopping a few steps away, careful not to startle her. “Have you seen Hannah?”
She nodded, her eyes flicking briefly in the direction she was heading. “She’s in the kitchen,” she said softly, her voice barely above a
