The house erupted into chaos. Toria and several other staff members rushed towards the sound, their faces filled with alarm.

When they entered the room, Lopez was lying on the floor of the kitchen, clutching her stomach and grimacing in pain.

“What happened, ma’am?”

“Are you okay?”

“Are you hurt?”

The questions came from the workers simultaneously.

Lopez didn’t respond. She kept grimacing in pain.

“Go and call Master,” Toria instructed.

One of the workers hurried out. She returned with Adrian.

“What is going on here?”

His heart was visibly pounding with fear.

Adrian knelt beside her, his expression defined by worry. When he didn’t get a response, he concluded...