Chapter 87: Servants quarter

*Jane*

Hearing her response, I pursed my lips.

“Oh.” I murmured in understanding.

However, I was feeling bittered inwardly knowing it was Damon that sent her.

Gosh, I shouldn't be expecting anything good from that cold hearted King.

Hmph! I puffed my head trying to act as unaffected as ever.

“Yes.” She nodded.

Without wasting time, I stood up from the bed and wanted to arrange the white large bed.

If it had been my room, I wouldn't have done this the moment I left the bed, however this office and bed wasn't mine, it was for Damon and I don't want any arising issue.

“No ma'am, you shouldn't do this.” From myself Florence panicked voice was heard.

I glanced at her confusingly as I stared at her almost ashened face. However, I didn't stay confused for long having remembered that she was a servant and their job was to do such things.

“Oh okay.” I didn't want to make her be in a difficult state, so I stopped arranging the bed.

“I'll be going to my room now.”

“I'll follow you.” She hurried