Heidi who was standing in midst of the apple orchard, looked up at the nearest tree to see fruits everywhere around the branches. Touching one of the apple, she sighed before letting it go. She had been feeling anxious and her chest feeling tight since a few days. The weather was cold and gloomy but she felt hot. Pressing the back of her hand over her forehead.
"Doesn't seem like I have a cold," she said to herself.
Stanley who was in the mansion getting a window cleaned by the maid had seen someone standing in the orchard. In a hurry he ran down to see if his precious apples were getting kidnapped to only find Ms. Curtis standing there.
Hearing the rustle of dried leaves on the ground behind her, Heidi turned to find the butler standing and looking at her.
"Good afternoon, Lady Curtis," the butler greeted her.
