Zain's POV
Cherry stepped into the upstairs study to discover me rifling through desk drawers.
The sound of footsteps made me look up instinctively. Recognizing Cherry, I questioned, "Where's Blanche?"
Cherry gestured toward the stairs. "Mrs. Jacob rushed out. Something pressing seemed to have come up."
I shot upright, rare fury flashing across my features. "She left?" I'd arrived at the study per her request, only to find emptiness. Now she'd vanished without explanation. My anger was justified.
Sensing my darkening expression, Cherry paused before venturing to ask, "What are you searching for, Mr. Jacob?"
"Some documents should be on this desk," I replied icily. "Have you spotted them?"
After considering this, Cherry's expression brightened. "Oh yes! Mrs. Jacob requested I deliver them to you. I stored them in my quarters to avoid forgetting. Let me retrieve them now."
I scowled, my voice thick with irritation. "Never handle anything in my study again."
