“I never allowed you to keep any new fugitive in my house. Why have you turned my house into a jail?” Alessandro yelled at Amy, trailing behind her.
Amy on the other hand, walked ahead, now this time keeping her pace fast and steady, making sure that she wouldn’t come into Alessandro’s grasp, who was following behind her, breathing like a bull targeting the color red.
“To answer your second question, its not jail, it’s a safe zone.” She gestured with her hands, slightly turning around to see Alessandro still following her as she cornered the outer garden of the house and walked towards the servants’ quarters.
Alessandro noticed that the place had been empty ever since Amy sent many of the servants on paid leave, since she took over the reigns of the house but now the place was crowded
