“Hello, Madam,” a man’s voice said respectfully from the other end of the call.

“Donald, I need you to look for someone for me,” Mrs Williams said coldly as she stood beside the window, her fingers tapping impatiently against the glass.

“Okay, Madam. Details please,” Donald replied softly.

“I don’t really have much information about her. All I know is that she’s a lady named Molly. She used to work as a maid in Henry’s mansion.” Mrs Williams’ eyes darkened. “I need to find her. Use every means possible to track her down and keep me updated.”

“Okay, Madam. Do you have a photo, her surname, or maybe her contact...