Chapter 12
Yvette's POV
Black's voice came.
I cursed inwardly before pushing the door open.
Black's study was designed in a circular shape. There were large floor-to-ceiling windows, towering bookshelves, and countless books.
Black was sitting at the large curved desk, his fingers interlocked under his chin.
Seeing me walk in, he sneered, "Didn't expect you to be so cunning."
"I don't know what you're talking about." I strode over and placed the ice cream in the corner of the desk.
Suddenly, I caught sight of a computer screen. It was playing surveillance video of me bickering with Kara just now.
"I don't think it proves me cunning. It just shows that I'm wary of others," I defended myself.
"Then why did you refuse to tell me where the child is? Being wary of me, the kid's fathe
