Chapter - 111
The door groaned open, and in sauntered Evelina, oozing confidence with every graceful step. Geoffrey, playing second fiddle, shuffled in behind her. Rick, lounging in his chair with all the nonchalance of a cat, glanced up at Evelina, a sly grin playing on his lips. Still, getting up from his chair, and greeting her was clearly too much effort for him.
"Well, well, well! Look who decided to grace us with their presence early," Rick teased, readjusting in his seat, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes.
Evelina shot him a dissatisfied frown, clearly unimpressed by his cheeky banter. She turned toward Geoffrey and gesturing to him. Geoffrey, following her unspoken command, exited the room and soon returned with two other servants, each pushing a trolley. The contents of said trolleys had Rick's eyes widening with unabashed interest.
