As I open the door, I'm greeted by a pair of sea-blue eyes. “Zoey?” I arch my brow in surprise, giving her a once-over. She's holding a few white nylon bags.

“Here, take this,” She extends the bags to me, prompting me to give her a questioning look. She's avoiding eye contact, I wonder what's in the bag.

I slowly take the bags and peer into one of them, my eyes widening at the content. She's brought food items? I look at her, “What is this?”

Zoey folds her arms, looking away as she explains “The maids here only listen to brother Luke's instructions and neglects brother Kendrick's needs. I...