13 CONSPIRACIES

“What the hell, Daniel!” Renee shrieked as she and Daniel entered their room. Daniel rolled his eyes. He had expected her reaction. “Renee, calm down. You know I'm doing this for us so why the fuss?” She scoffed, pacing back and forth. “Tell me, what happened in her room?” she squinted her eyes at him suspiciously. “You were supposed to bring her down for breakfast and yet spent so long there. What were you doing?” “I was just talking to her,” he said, his brows furrowed in annoyance. “Apart from the fact that I had to convince her to show up since she didn't want to eat with us, I was trying to find out more about Davis and she also had questions for me.” He was still annoyed at the fact that the maid had interrupted him and Anna. If she hadn't, he could have gotten her to drop her guard in front of him. “Shit!” he cursed under his breath, unbuttoning his shirt furiously. “And that was all you did?” She asked, not buying it. He threw his hands up in the air. “For fuc