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Ethan was at home. He looked so feeble and disturbed. He was in his study room thinking. He did not recognize the figure in front of his glass, knocking.

"Ethan," his nanny called out to him.

He was busy in his thoughts, so he did not hear her. She knocked aggressively on the glass door, if she was not careful, the glass door would have cracked.

He cleared his throat, immediately after realizing that someone was knocking at the door.

"Come in," he said after some seconds.

His nanny opened the door and walked in.

"Do you have any idea that you are disturbing my privacy?" He asked, looking a bit annoyed.

"Say whatever you have to say and leave at once. If it is because of dinner, do not bother yourself, I shall eat when I feel like it," he added.

Nanny Feng looked at him for a while. She noticed his sadness and guilt.

"I know I am not in the position to speak to you or ask you any questions but I can not help my conscience by keeping my words in," his nanny spoke softly to him.

Ethan pr