Evelyn was ready for the day. She was dressed in a black half sleeve shirt to her elbows and a black and white checked pants. Her shoes matched her outfit and she wore gold jewellery.
It was time to make an expression and she was not going to risk anything.
"Holy shit," she sighed and rubbed her hands, "I am living at Alessandro's." The most dangerous family.
Her head snapped up at the knock she heard at the door. "May I come in, ma'am?"
"Y-yes, please." She mentally slapped herself at the stutter.
The maid from yesterday, Agatha, her name, walked inside with visible approval in her eyes when she saw Evelyn dressed up.
"Would you like to join us for breakfast?"
Evelyn nodded and Agatha led her out. The house screamed that they had money. Not only that, it screams that they have old money because it was a mixture of vintage and modern style in one.
Har house was no less but just because of the people inside this house she felt a lot more intimidated.
