But suddenly, Wilson spoke again, "You can leave too. I would like to dine alone."

Mandy was taken aback. "But..."

"But what?" Wilson's cold gaze instantly silenced Mandy.

"Nothing. I'll take my leave," she said meekly before leaving the room.

Earlier, she couldn't help but feel as if he had seen through her, making her feel afraid.

Mandy tried to assure herself that she was overthinking things.

In the following days, Wilson never shared a single meal with Clara. The servants, who were