The maid rolled the box to the booth of the car as she stuck it there, closing it back.

She bowed and walked past Don, who was stepping out of the house and towards the car.

Lillian also came out of the house, walking hurriedly after him. He paused in his steps and turned to her. He etched his eyebrows confused when he saw her all dressed up with a box and her purse hung improperly on her shoulder, which was due to how hastily she walked.

“Thank goodness you stopped walking.” She breathed out as she stood in front of him.

“Why did you try to ignore me, even...