Bab 842: Chapter 58 : Abel's Games

*Jared*

I knew Abel was following me. I’d seen through his little ruse from the very beginning. It had been confirmed the second Eliza walked into the dining room with nothing but that shred of fabric clinging to her body, her face twisted in a fierce and confident glare.

Abel had always been a master of manipulation.

I hadn’t expected him to break Eliza, especially after only a matter of days. She didn’t even realize she was eating out of his hands like a wounded bird.

“Drop the act,” I said with forced calm as I poured myself a drink, draining it in seconds.

The door to the library closed behind him as Abel entered the room, his heavy footsteps coming to a halt.

“I know what you did to her.” I didn’t say I was impressed, even though I was. I poured myself a second drink, a stiff one, and downed it like it was water from a freshwater spring.