"Thank you, Mrs. Frost, for offering to drive me home." Hannah's voice carried a practiced graciousness that made Ava inwardly snort. The charade was almost laughable.
"Cut the act, Hannah," Ava snapped, her tone sharp as she kept her eyes on the road. "It's just us in this car. Now, tell me—what's your game?"
Hannah blinked innocently. "Game? I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't play dumb with me. Why did you approach Erasmi and Cai? You'd already laid out your terms in front of me? So, why did you not leave them alone?"
Hannah shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "I didn't approach them. It was just a coincidence. Cai happens to be in my class, and he was having some trouble with a boy and I helped him out. It was only later that I discovered that he was your adoptive son."
"You really want me to believe that you did not do your research? You take me for a fool, Hannah?"