Possessive Demand

“Desperate times call for desperate measures. Isn’t that what they say?” Alfred said with a pleased smile on his face.

“Nonsense. Dahlia left this country many years ago,” I reminded him.

“You should fire whoever is gathering information for you since it’s clear that he’s slow and not on top of things. Dahlia is back. In fact, she arrived just today,” my father revealed as his calculating smile widened.

Dahlia is back…

Why did she choose to come back?

Why did you come back here, Leya?