In a seaside manor in Atlantic City, the lights were dazzling, and the servants inside, curious and somewhat shy, were looking up at one of the rooms on the second floor.
The room was dark, with the curtains drawn, but every servant knew that there was a woman inside, and this woman had a 50% chance of becoming the mistress of the manor.
As everyone walked, they tried their best to reduce any potential noise, because they knew that the mood of this 50% mistress was not good tonight.
It wasn't until a blue Rolls-Royce drove into the estate that the servants finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The one hundred percent lord of the manor had returned!
After Donnie got out of the car, he looked up at Alice's room and noticed a slight trembling of the curtains.
Helen, who had alighted the car with Donnie, also noticed this and said to Donnie with a smile, "I'm going to rest, the rest is up to you now!"
