I had my ear pressed against the window like some common thief. Eavesdropping on political talks that could probably get me executed if anyone important found out.
The head maid stood beside me in full panic mode. Her face was pale and she kept looking around like we'd get caught any second.
Getting her help wasn't easy as she was the guard of this situation. I threw everything I had at her. Didn't Diana say to follow my orders? Didn't she tell you all to accommodate my requests?
But the real weapon that worked was when I told her Diana was in serious trouble. And that she knew it too.
I said I was here to help. To find some way to save her precious madam.
All of it was bullshit.
I had zero intention of getting involved in this political garbage. I was just curious. What the hell made Diana willing to dive back into that floor knowing it contained her worst trauma?
A man's voice came through clearly.
