|Mirrielle Elizabeth Rivantroz|
“How are you? It’s been decades since I have last seen you!”
“Enrique…it’s been…years! The last time I saw you was when you were young!”
“I…” Lorenzo frowned and glanced in my direction. I saw how his Adam’s apple moved up and down, his gaze never leaving mine. I didn’t dare look away from his direction. I wanted him to see…how disappointed I am with the situation once again.
But I couldn’t help to feel curious. Why do most of the people here in the mansion know him? Especially those who are already a few years ahead of him.
“I’ll catch up with you, Belinda,” Lorenzo said, which made some of the workers stop in their trance to walk in his direction. Lorenzo tapped Belinda’s shoulder before he walked near me.
“I need to escort Mirrielle to her room
