Ryan's heart was pumping hard when he saw the maid being all anxious.

He was worried that something might have happened to Madeline. He shoved Naomi's hand away and sprinted to the bedroom.

However, as soon as he entered the bedroom, there was a loud bang and a vase was suddenly smashed beside his leg.

Slivers of the broken vase pieces almost had slit his face, but Ryan did not dodge.

He stepped right on the pieces of the broken vase and walked into the room.

Madeline was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. The dishes served by the maids were all scattered on the floor while fresh blood was dripping down beside Madeline's leg. The blood came from her finger.

Nevertheless, she did not move an inch and kept standing under the blazing sunlight of summer like a noble statue.

"Get out," Ryan ordered both the maids.

Despite him blurting out icy cold comments, he had a warm expression on her face. It was rather contradicting.

The maids did not delay any further and quickly ran o