C91 Too Late, Zyliah

ZYLIAH’S POV

“Children, go to your maids and have them clean you up,” Grandma Charlotte sweetly urged the kids, and only then did I realize there were three of them—the girl was with them too.

"Okay, great-grandma." The twins’ voices echoed as they ran out of the room together with their stepsister.

They saw me but pretended not to know me, and I couldn’t blame them