Arthur scowled to himself as he did his final patrol for the night.
The house staff had clocked out for the night, and although the cleaning was pristine without any mistakes, he barely paid attention.
His thoughts were completely taken up by a particular male Omega.
Learning that after all Lake had done, he was still allowed to work at the mansion wasn't as infuriating as Master Davian personally asking after him.
He would rather make Lake disappear under mysterious circumstances than have the Omega get any closer to Master Davian.
And he had an idea of just how to do that and get away with it.
Without bothering to complete his patrol, Arthur returned to his room, there was someone important he needed to call.
Matilda Black. Master Davian's aunt.
"Who is this?" A sharp voice demanded as soon as the call connected.
