The maid said, "The lady worked hard on that meal. Throwing it out would be such a waste, right?"

Zach shot her a stern glance. "Just do what I say," he said curtly.

Trying to hide her nervousness, the maid nodded and headed downstairs to clean up. Meanwhile, the other maids got busy preparing another meal.

After sipping the fruit juice Zach gave her, Madelyn slowly awakened and gazed at the ceiling.

"How do you feel?" Zach asked.

Madelyn paused. "I'm moving out tomorrow."

His expression b