Chapter 150: When a Few Wildcards Crashed the Party

After turning it over in her mind until her head hurt and still coming up empty, Elle Cutmore shook off the tangle of thoughts, drew a long breath, and looked at Lewis Casson. "Be straight with me. What's your relationship with Lord Verdant?" Lewis gave her a secretive smile. "Take a guess." Elle bristled, eyes flashing as she shot him a glare. "I don't want to guess, and I won't get it right. Just tell me." "If you can't guess, just let it go. No need to go greet him-he'll come find you," Lewis...