MRS. THORN.

As Payton closed the door behind her, she turned to look at her surroundings and when she saw the door that looked like that of an elevator in a corner, she breathed out.

Does he have an elevator in his house?

Feeling down, and pained, she dragged her feet down the route she had taken when she was coming with the man and when she had descended about three staircases, she met with the maids who were ascending the stairs with loads in their hands.

“T… that is my load, right?” She asked.

“Yes, ma’am. Should we show you to your room?” One of them asked and she nodded her head.

Payton moved to the side for them to pass first so that she would go after them and then, she palmed her forehead.

She must looked so ridiculous right now.

She probably looked like a fool and they must have been mocking her behind the doors, right?

She followed them till they got to a door and then entered the room with them.

As she entered, she ignored the women who went ahead with their business and then stared at