The door cracked open, revealing Olivia.

“Ah, I’m sorry, my bad... I came in without knocking,” Olivia said, standing in the doorway with her hand still on the handle.

Her voice broke the silence in the room.

“It’s okay, Olivia. You can come in. Is there anything wrong, or do you have something to tell us?” Mia asked slowly, her tone heavy with sadness.

“Mia, it’s nothing serious. Young Master just asked me to call you — he’s in Madam’s room,” Olivia replied.

“Okay, I will go... but give me a second.” Mia glanced at Roselia’s face, instantly reading the unspoken message in her expression.

“Alright, Mia, I’ll tell Young...