Cynthia's POV
In the afternoon, I tried to clean my room again, but this time I was chased away by some silent maids who told me that I didn't have to clean Mr. Madison's room anymore, which struck me as odd, and when I tried to ask a few questions, they only told me that it was Mr. Edward Madison's orders.
I stood in the same place for a long time, and suddenly thought of the words Arther said to me in the morning.
He… What he said was actually true?
The strange thing is that I did not feel relaxed, but instead my heart became more apprehensive, and the sudden relief put me in a tense mood. I was standing outside the door, but I didn't know where to go. The sound of Mr. Madison coughing came from inside the door.
He kept coughing as if he was going to cough out his lungs as well. Suc
