"Miss Grace?" Mrs. Wilson shook her head. "I don't know where Miss Grace is—only the Lady knows. Is there something wrong, Young Master? Why are you looking for Miss Grace?"
Mrs. Wilson knew about their secret relationship, but she didn't think Richard had come here merely out of desire.
Richard frowned, unable to answer.
He wondered if he should just break into Rebecca's room and ask her directly where Grace was.
"Mrs. Wilson, would you stop me if I went inside?" he asked.
"Young Master, this is your home as well—how could I possibly stop you?" Mrs. Wilson was confused by his words.
However, she soon realized something was wrong.
Before she could react, Richard had already appeared in front of Rebecca's room door—it only took him a single step.
How could someone as weak as Mrs. Wilson possibly stop him?
Before she could even say anything, Richard kicked the door.
BANG!
Instead of breaking, he was sent flying back by an invisible force protecting the door.
