Chapter 149- ARC 5
"Bastards." The usually calm old butler cursed.
Even Argon who was quite reticent agreed with the butler cursing, to show how angry they were.
The butler had already arranged for a carriage for her, so, the moment she arrived, there was already a carriage in place. Its polished frame gleaming under the sun.
Zosia wasted no time. She stepped into the carriage, but before the door closed, she turned to face the butler. Her expression was calm, yet her words carried weight.
"Stay at home and keep the new away from my mother." Zosia said, her gaze calm as she stared at the agitated butler.
"Argon, follow me."
With that, she signaled for the door to be shut. The butler, though still seething, bowed his head in acknowledgment.
Argon gave a slight bow to the butler, finding the butler's red face funny as he made his way to the helm of the carriage.
