"That is what has been expected from you since the start. You should spend time with the young lord." he took a sip from the glass of wine, "my wife and Viscountess Feloniata would handle the rest of the work." it was not even a request anymore.
While the man was showing arrogance and telling her what is appreciated and what is not appreciated, Ana was looking around.
She noticed how the table was arranged in the corner. And how no one was paying attention. As if they had planned to isolate her for this conversation. A smirk formed on her lips and her eyes shone slyly.
Baron Neverie was taken aback by her creepy smile and his face hardened.
"By any chance, did you find my words funny?" he asked through gritted teeth when she finally looked at him and her grin grew wider.
"No! I realized how a man can spout so much nonsense without knowing his place. It reminded me of a mad dog I killed when I was a child."
