Madelyn got up at eight-thirty in the morning. She walked into the living room, and her bodyguards looked at each other. Breakfast was already on the table. But then, she heard a loud noise from upstairs, like something had broken.

Zach was still sitting on the couch, reading the news. He didn't look up but said, "Hold on, eat first before heading upstairs."

Rosario was busy in the kitchen and smiled when she saw Madelyn. There were so many yummy foods on the table, and a lot of them were thin