Back at Ottiline's home, Clara slowly pulled out the cake from the oven, she waved her hand as if to inhale the aroma of the cake.

"Damien will love this when he comes back" She muttered to herself and placed the cake in a safe spot so that she could start decorating and icing it.

Just as she was about to begin, someone knocked on the door distracting her.

"Who could that be? I'm not expecting anybody today" She muttered as she placed the cake icing aside and left the kitchen to open the door.

"Huh? Sir, what are you doing here? Is anything the matter?" She asked the security...