Nnenna quickly shook her head. "No, sir," she replied at last.
But as she glanced toward the door, something inside her whispered that he was onto her.
And she would have to tread carefully.
Wasn't he already sure that she was the second princess?
Then why was he still assigning her tasks, waiting, observing? Was he looking for more proof, or was there something else he wanted to confirm?
Nnenna narrowed her eyes slightly. She wasn't naïve. If he had been completely sure of her identity, he would have confronted her already. The fact that he hadn't meant he was still piecing things together, still searching for that one undeniable confirmation.
Well, he wasn't going to get it.
She would make sure of that.
If he wanted her to stay in the office with him, then fine. But she wouldn't make it easy for him to confirm his suspicions. As long as she kept her cap and facemask on, as long as she stayed careful, he would never be completely certain.
