The next morning, Joseph brought their breakfast, he didn't want those men to have an eye on her. He just wanted to get them out of this place as soon as possible.
"Good morning, my lady and Sylvia," Joseph greeted them when he walked into the room. He woke up the chef, who's also his distant relative, early in the morning to prepare this breakfast.
They greeted him back with a smile, Sylvia is making the bed while Nina is packing up their things.
"I hope you both slept well last night," he asks.
"Not really," Sylvia frowns.
"Why?" Joseph questions.
"Last night, the girl who's staying at the start of the corridor knocked on our door, she's hysterical and asked for help," Sylvia said.
"What for?"
"We don't know, but then this tall man came and dragged her with him. He said she's his wife and she's not well," Nina explained.
"Oh," Joseph nods. "Then we shouldn't get involved,"
