Capítulo 161: What kind Of Game?

Delilah's patience was wearing thin. Every moment spent in the study felt like an eternity, and she was desperate to get Blake out of police custody. But Madam Quinn's casual manner and roundabout way of addressing the issue were testing her limits. She needed to stay focused and get through this conversation, even if it meant playing along with the older woman's games for a little longer.

Delilah looked at Madam Quinn, waiting for her to tell her what she meant by being honest with her now.

"What is it that you want to tell me, Madam Quinn?" she asked, trying to mask her frustration with politeness.

Madam Quinn sighed softly, her gaze turning more introspective. "I knew from the start that Chloe was not who she claimed to be. I have never been fooled by her. I've always know she is not Elena's daughter."

Delilah's eyes widened in surprise. "You knew? How?"