Azlynn’s P.O.V.

“This is unacceptable, Azlynn. I thought you were a sweet girl ...”

It was lady Sabrina who barged inside, screaming at me. Her speech was halted by the scene in the room as she averted her face quickly.

“My apologies. I didn’t mean to disturb you.”

Judging from her fury, I was about to get a good scolding, but her facial expressions changed completely after a quick glance around. She swiftly approached me, gasping in disbelief.

“What’s wrong with the younger generation? Is it a bedroom or a battleground?”

Sabrina didn’t let me explain a thing and barked orders like the Queen she was, bossing me around as...