~~ Brittany's POV ~~

“Someone is here to see you, My Lady.” A servile voice brought me back to reality. A maid's head was bowing downward with hands clasped together in front.

“She says she is an old friend of the Young Ms.” She added, causing my brows to furrow. An old friend? Was it mine or Lora's?

I shot Mom a quick glance and her expression was not any different from mine—surprised. “What did she say her name was?”

“Ms. Shantel James.”

That name rang a bell in my head as it sounded really familiar. Shantel, Shantel, Shantel? I chanted that name in my head, a jolt of excitement...