Enna Clark sat on the couch and waited, waited for about twenty minutes, but the person upstairs still didn't seem to come down; she felt a bit strange and lowered her head to glance at her watch, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
The villa's living room was extremely quiet, the servants were all busy with their own tasks, the housekeeper standing stiffly behind her, not a single person speaking.
"Um..." Enna Clark really couldn't wait any longer and wanted to ask if she could go upstairs.
As soon as she began to speak, the housekeeper immediately walked over to her, bowed with perfect etiquette, "Does Ms. Clark have any instructions?"
Disrupted by him, Enna Clark didn't even remember what she wanted to ask.
At that moment.
Suddenly, there were footsteps from upstairs.
He was finally coming out!
