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Anabella's POV ''Are you sure there is nothing else?" Olivia asked curiously ''Yeah, that was all he said,'' I answered and went back into deep thought. According to the male servant, it indicates there was no meeting, then why did Bernard lie about it? ''What are you thinking? It's more than two hours, and you've been in deep thought.'' Olivia asked worriedly. ''You have nothing to worry About, I'm fine.'' I convinced her with a weak smile which did not satisfy her, but she decided to let it be. A soft knock came on the door and without waiting for permission the door opened. The rude maid walked in with clothes piled up in her hands. ''Lord Bernard ask me to give these to you and also ask you to join him for dinner.'' She grumbled those words and abandoned the clothes on the bed.