Sorry, the author is currently very sick.
"Is Miss Aysel ready?" the butler asked, his shock barely concealed as he saw Aysel carrying only a backpack.
"Yes!" Aysel nodded, leaving the butler speechless. He had expected her to spend hours packing, dragging several bags. Yet, in less than five minutes, she was back, and surprisingly, she was only carrying a backpack.
He glanced at the Swift couple, who were squirming in their seats, faces flushed, and avoiding his gaze.
The butler unexpectedly found himself pitying the young girl.
In the end, he stood up with Anthony. He didn't bother saying a word and directly left the room.
