Phoebe looked at the bodyguards before her, blinked, and said with a sense of resignation, "This Lord Ronan of yours... he didn't say he was imprisoning me, did he? I'm supposed to be a guest he invited, right? Besides, I'm just walking around inside the villa. With so many of you watching me, you can't seriously be afraid I'll run away, can you? And more importantly, my brother is still in the room."
Everything Phoebe said made sense. The two bodyguards blocking her path exchanged a look and finally stepped aside. After all, Lord Ronan hadn't forbidden the woman from moving freely within the villa.
When Phoebe saw how cooperative they were, a smile spread across her face. "I'll make some for you two in a bit."
Phoebe went downstairs and got to work in the kitchen.
