"Eloise, go and take a shower. I will prepare something for us to eat."

Eloise's grip suddenly tightened on Rena’s arm, her expression resolute.

“Rena, I forbid you from going back to that bastard!"

Rena's gaze dropped, concealing the complexities of her plan.

She knew that becoming Harold's mistress was now her only option. There was nothing else she could do. It was her sole means of protecting her father and keeping Eloise out of harm's way.