"What happened? Don't tell me that you can't act a simple play like this," said Damien, going to his bed and taking a seat at the center as if he were readying himself, taking a comfortable position, and picking a pillow from the side that he placed on his lap.
"Don't tell me the famous Penelope of the theatre 'Arison-Ava' doesn't know how to act," this man had really made a good background check about her, thought Penny to herself. The question was when did he even have the time to do it?! All this while he was always around in the mansion or in the room unless he was sneaking out like a cat in the middle of the night after she was asleep. She doubted that was the case.
"Master Damien, have we met before?" she asked him apprehensively already knowing what the answer was going to be.
