Chapter 41

"Brother Thomas?!" Garaine uttered, gazing at him with disbelief in her eyes. 

Lips curving upwards into a devious smirk, Thomas chuckled without humour. Running his fingers through his hair, he cracked his neck before his sharp gaze fell on Garaine. 

"Do you like my surprise, Mrs Turne-" Thomas paused. Clicking his tongue, he continued. "I mean, Mrs Smith?"

"How do you know that he is not Claude Smith but Weylin Turner?" Garaine frowned, her hands clenched into fists. Suddenly, her eyes widened, brows almost disappearing into her hairline, as if she had realized something. "Don't tell me that you belong to some mafia gang!" 

"It looks like our sweet Garaine has hit the bull's eye," Thom

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