Chapter 12 Tongue Of Malice

• Sarah
• Amir rose to his feet as he caught sight of me approaching them. His expression betrayed surprise; evidently, he hadn't anticipated my emergence from the room and subsequent stroll around the mansion.
• "Uhm..." His throat cleared before he glanced at his fiancée. "Jess and I came here to discuss our wedding plans with Grandpa Mitchell." Amir adjusted one of the chairs nearby. "Please, have a seat."