|| Ian ||
“General, the maid refuses to talk!” br@ndon reports to me.
Currently I’m in the balcony of my study, looking towards the garden.
“Keep torturing her, she’ll speak”
“Yes, sir”
He turns to leave but I st©pped him.
“Tell the kitchen staffs, all the food items should be replaced before dinner!”
“Yes, sir!”
I waved him...