Chapter 605: Unexpected Defender

"How long exactly were you in possession of the Dumont family magic?" Huan Wong glared at me over her round glasses, lips turned down into a grim half circle, wrinkles pulling at her pale yellow skin.

Oh. My. Swearword.

"For the last time," I said, temper showing as I snapped my response, "I was never, at any time, in control of another family's power."

What, telling them sixteen million times wasn't enough? Sixteen million and one it was.

The entire line of Councilors, Mom included, towered over me in their high and mighty seats while I sat on a low bench in the middle of the chamber, enduring my third round of interrogations since Pender kindly but firmly escorted me to Harvard.

"I'm so sorry," he said. "But I'm under orders."