The door opened, and the butler, Walter, stood there. He still looked the same to Esther. Even after twenty-three years, he still looked like the foul man she remembered, and the moment he opened his mouth, she realized she was not wrong.

"What are you doing here?" he asked coldly.

"It's funny how you use such a tone with someone who would have become your madam but for other reasons."

Walter sneered and folded his arms,

"But you didn't, did you? You ran off with that imbecile you claimed to be in love with, even though you were engaged to my boss."

"I don't have time for your nonsense today,...