Chester Yale widened his eyes at the butler, "Where is she?"
"Miss Sherman finished cooking and said she had something urgent to do, so she left through the back door of the kitchen. She must be out of the villa by now," the butler carefully answered.
He was afraid that Chester would be angry and take it out on innocent bystanders.
"Ran off?" She really ran off quickly!
Chester looked at the table full of dishes with vinegar, his demonic pupils flashed, and he gritted his teeth, "Notify the producer that the film crew has many promotional events recently, and everyone is working hard. I will personally visit the film crew tomorrow!"
Run, and now let's see where she'll run to!
"Yes, Mr. Chester, should I throw away all the vinegar dishes?" the butler asked.
"You dare to throw them away!" Chester glared at the old housekeeper, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
