He knew it was just a dream. Only a dream. Yet he could not explain the apprehensive feeling that had been lingering since he had woken up that day.
No matter how many times he tried to discard those scenes, the images of his parents, of their concerned voices about an abandoned child, came haunting him. As though it came bearing a cautionary tale or a premonition.
As a result of the never ending worries, he believed it was time for Audrey to take a self-defence lesson from one of his housekeepers. Indeed, it is not unusual as a requirement for his housekeepers to possess an exemplary display of combat skills being part of the mafiadom.
Whether it was two hours every day in a week or fourteen hours completed in a matter of a few days, Frederick let her decide. It was time for Audrey Charlotte Bloodsworth to shine and take control of her own person, without any fears or repercussions as she once experienced. Maybe doing so would lead her to open more doors.
