Margaret returned to the room in the basement, together with the servants who will carry the bags out of the house.
When they arrived at the room, Aurora's excitement shot to the roof. She rose to her feet. "Can we go now, Mother?" she asked excitedly.
"Yes," Margaret replied and addressed the servants. "Picked up the bags and put them in the trunk of my car," she ordered.
"Yes, madam!" the servants replied and picked up the bags.
They left the room and exited the house to deposit the bags in the car.
Brent and Irene were at the top of the stairs, looking at the activity on the ground floor.
Aurora managed to look over her shoulder and saw Brent and Irene looking down at her. She waved at Brent sadly but ignored Irene, then proceeded outside.
Irene was gritting her teeth in anger, that woman never fails to make her blood boil! Even weirder, she was looking at her face and body.
Damn!
