Elizabeth was in her studio, staring blankly at an empty canvas board with a paintbrush in her hand, spinning it casually without doing anything.
Her maidservants in the room were equally silent, holding their breath in fear that they might interrupt their young miss. They've been in the room for more than an hour yet their young miss has not sensed their presence at all. Since her return, the master and madam have asked them to watch over her all the time. The atmosphere seems to be a little tense.
After a moment, Elizabeth's phone unexpectedly rang alarming everyone in the room.
She picked up her phone and checked the name on the caller id. When she saw who was calling her, her eyes widen dumbfound in whether to answer the call or not. She took a deep breath before answering the call. "Shen..."
"Auntie..."
The little girl tearful voice echoed from the other end. She was breathing so heavily and was almost out of breath.
