The entire living room was scattered with Daisy's belongings, boxes opened and contents spilled everywhere. Daisy sat on the floor, brow furrowed in frustration, still unable to find her precious diary. She glanced again at a notebook tucked inside one of the boxes.
She sighed deeply, crossing her legs. "Where is it?"
"Madam…" Dally crouched beside her, concern etched on her face. "Just tell us what you're looking for. We'll help you find it."
Daisy shook her head, frustration flickering in her eyes. "It's not here. I've searched for it so many times already…"
The maids exchanged uncertain glances, their eyes flickering from one to another.
"If you'd like, I can ask the delivery team who brought your things here last night," One of them offered gently.
Daisy smiled faintly, shaking her head. "Thank you, but it's okay. I'll try checking at our old house later. Maybe it was left behind or misplaced during the move."
