“Good evening... hope nothing’s wrong?” Fulvia asked, tilting her head slightly toward the sound of approaching footsteps.

“No, madam,” Zina replied with a polite smile, though her tone stayed cautious. “I just came to check on you. Do you need help with anything?”

“No, but I can’t find Mia anywhere. I was tired, so I took a shower and dressed up. Do you know where she is? And why isn’t the young master home yet?” Fulvia’s voice was calm but curious.

“Madam, I forgot to tell you, Young Master is actually downstairs. As for Mia... I haven’t seen her. She must be busy with something.” Zina kept her distance, her...