As dumb as Susan might be, she paled as she understood the meaning behind his words.
But under his extremely cold gaze, she could only dig her nails into her palm. No matter how much she doesn't want to utter those addresses, she knew she had no choice, not under the chilling gaze of the old master.
After a while, she was finally able to utter the words, albeit in a shaky manner. "I mean... Miss... the Young Madam, and the Young Master."
There was a hint of a sneer in Lawrence's eyes as he understood what the pesky maid was trying to do. But he had already found a suitable woman for his son, one who clearly admired him more than any other woman ever would, so obviously, he would side with her.
"Out! Don't let me see you in here again," he ordered, his voice booming with power.
