#Chapter38
Knox couldn't believe his ears when his daughter called him by his name in an expressionless tone. He was at the least expecting her to feel relived meeting him in private but all he got was cold welcome from her.
Why was she behaving like that?
/"Mr. Garrick?/" Knox questioned back and narrowing his eyes towards Blythe who was standing there in her usual polite manner of a servant.
/"Are you calling your father by his name, Blythe?/" Blythe's inexpressive face did not give him any settling feeling. He was furious at himself also at the Lord who seemed to be the reason behind his daughter's stoic conduct.
/"I suggest you leave from here before I am forced to follow that rule and tell my master that a stranger has broken into the mansion./" Blythe's head was hanging low and her hands were folded in the front in a courteous manner while her voice was straight and low.
