"Young Master?" The old butler mumbled when he saw Adam's car being pulled before the front porch. He was about to call him when a servant came and informed him about his arrival.
Adam stepped out of the car and made his way around the car and opened the passenger seat door. Before Stella's feet could touch the ground, Adam stopped her and picked her up. Even when she tried to resist, he didn't listen to her.
As he was carrying her inside, the old butler greeted the duo before showing his concerns about Stella.
"Is the Young Miss alright?" The old butler asked. His forehead was creased, showing three deep horizontal lines. At some point, he had started to refer her as the Young Miss of this house, even though she was against it.
"I am completely fine Uncle Rob. You don't need to worry about me. Adam is over reacting, just like always." Stella replied to him, giving him a bright smile.
