"Master, did something happen between you and Madam again?" Butler Luther summoned courage and questioned the cold man sitting in front of him.
Alexandro raised his head and did not give any answer, he merely played his fingers on the table creating a rhythm while his body oozed an overbearing frosty aura.
Sigh. Butler Luther trembled slightly, he just did not understand, Madam had just woken up, was his master fighting with her already? He discreetly watched his master from the side, even the man's emotions were hidden properly beneath his icy dark orbs. The butler found it hard to breathe under the pressure. He cleared his throat and opened his mouth thoughtfully.
"Master, Madam is not an unreasonable woman, she cannot hold anything against you, I believe that the understands—" while the butler was speaking, a cold voice cuts him off.
