"Who was it?"
Alfred, ever efficient, responded, "The caller is recorded as Junior, and they left a message."
"Ah…" Maya murmured, a small, knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips. As expected, Astron wouldn't leave her uncontacted for too long.
However, Maya was acutely aware of the many eyes that were constantly on her. The maids, the staff, and even Alfred, though loyal, were all observant.
It wouldn't do to show too much interest or excitement, not when so many were watching. She needed to maintain her composure and handle things with the grace expected of her.
"Thank you, Alfred," she said, her voice steady and controlled. "I'll attend to that later."
There was no need to rush; she had other matters to attend to first.
Maya entered her home, and the familiar and comforting surroundings welcomed her as she made her way to the dining room. The table was set elegantly, and a sumptuous meal awaited her, as Alfred had promised.
