VICTORIA

I knew it right away, if I didn’t tread carefully, I’d be blamed for the maid’s death.

“Hello, Mr. Fenir, I came to return a piece of clothing Celia lent me last night,” I said, flashing my best fake smile.

“But she’s not here, and neither is her maid. I found the door wide open… how careless,” I said loudly, even pushing the door open wider.

“And do you usually go into rooms when the owner isn’t around?” he raised an eyebrow with a sneer of contempt.

Deep in his eyes, I could see the