Mr. Petrov's face held a troubled scowl as he made his way to the second floor of the mansion. Behind him, Mikhail was following.
"Where is Adeline? I told you I wanted to have a word with her." Mr. Petrov entered his office.
Mikhail responded, "She is not around right now."
"What?" Mr. Petrov quickly came to a stop and turned around to look at him. "Gone to where?" he asked irately.
Mikhail bowed his head, nervous at the tone he was using. "I'm not exactly sure..."
"What do you mean?" Mr. Petrov questioned, stepping closer to him.
"Sir Dimitri said she was out. T-that is all I know." Mikhail straightened up, tensing.
Mr. Petrov went quiet, his gaze darting around the office as though he were trying to process something.
"Mikhail." He shifted his attention to him, snatching him by the collar of his shirt. "Are you stupid? Are you out of your mind?"
