The servants bowed. "Yes, Master."
Maya looked absolutely stricken. "This is ridiculous! I've done NOTHING wrong! This is based on nothing but an anonymous letter with no proof!"
"The proof," the old Master said icily, "is that you ADMITTED to meeting with this man. Multiple times. Privately. Without informing your husband. That's enough proof for me to take precautions."
He turned away from her dismissively.
"You are confined until I determine whether your behavior has been appropriate. And you will have NO further contact with this Chen Yifan, or any other young official, or any man outside this household without my direct supervision."
Maya stood there, trembling with rage and humiliation, tears of fury streaming down her face.
But she had no recourse. In this era, husbands had complete legal authority over their wives' movements and activities. The old Master was well within his rights to confine her.
Heena watched this entire punishment unfold with satisfaction.
