“Dinner is ready, Master, Madam, Miss” announced Grace, the household servant, cutting through the tense atmosphere and providing Alexander a way out of his awkward predicament. Charles had delivered his warning, and he chose not to press the matter further. However, he didn’t fully realize the anger that had been simmering inside him ever since he’d walked in and seen Alexander raise his hand to slap Anna. He couldn’t guarantee that if Davis had actually struck her, he wouldn’t have torn the entire house apart.
“I’m going to wash my hands first,” Anna said, making a quick exit to the restroom to collect herself. She stood in front of the mirror, staring at her own reflection, lost in thought.
Just moments ago, she had watched as Charles, who had never shown her any affection in their ma
