"Forget it," Brenda said flatly. "I'm not in the mood to listen to lies."
Without another word, she walked away.
The maid's hands clenched into fists as she watched Brenda disappear down the hallway and enter her room.
Once the door closed, the maid's expression darkened.
She quickly walked to a secluded corner, took out her phone, and sent a long message to Mrs. Almond, detailing everything Brenda had just said.
After sending it, she muttered under her breath, "These dishonest brats will one day be the death of me."
Meanwhile, Axel was seated in Lucian's mansion, his phone screen glowing in the dimly lit study.
His fingers moved swiftly as he sent messages one after another, his expression focused and intense.
When Lana noticed him, she did not interrupt.
From afternoon to evening, and even into the night, he remained busy.
Even when she came downstairs for dinner, he was still typing away, brows furrowed in concentration.
