Chapter 7

At dawn, I'd already packed my bags and was carrying them downstairs.

Right there in the hall, I witnessed a revolting scene.

Grace, completely ignoring the strange looks from the pack guards and servants nearby, sat suggestively on Leo's lap, giggling as she waited for Leo to feed her breakfast.

Seeing me come downstairs, Grace pretended to be startled, scrambling off Leo's lap like a frightened deer.

I paid no attention to this sickening display, walking straight ahead with my luggage, ready to leave.

"Stop!"

Leo called out immediately. His gaze fell on my luggage, brows furrowed, voice sharp. "Amelia,…