Alessa clenched her hands: "Uncle, I... "
"You can tell me, I already know. I saw the news this morning. They were talking about a girl and, even though there were no pictures, I know it must’ve been you. Am i right?” He didn’t pause for an answer, instead rushing on to praise him. “Mr. Sterling is really nice to you, to take you out to a place like that.” A glint sparkled in his eye and an uneasy feeling grew in her stomach. Was it the tea?
He nodded, quick to push the subject aside.
Patrick continued, "Alessa, since Mr. Sterling treats you well, I as wondering, can you do me a favour?"
There, he said it. Her heart gave its last pulses as it sank, like a sunken submarine tumbling to the black-depths. She remembered what Brian had said and hated him at that moment. Why did everyone kno
