Lilou felt helpless when Rufus dragged her with him. How could she fight him even when she was yelling while he carried her on his shoulder like a sack? No amount of pounding on his back and struggling helped her.
And so, she found herself inside an estate she didn't know where in the world was. Sitting in the lobby with her arms crossed, her frown grew worse.
"I'm not rich." She broke the silence, darting her eyes at the people inside this mansion's lobby. Lilou was sitting on the long settee. Her eyes first landed on the woman drinking tea on the armchair, and then they veered to the man standing near the woman's seat.
She could tell he was some butler by his clothes and demure. She cringed when he smiled at her with squinting eyes. Lilou then glanced at the person entering the main entrance and her frown grew uglier. It was that man who abducted her.
