She began speaking from the moment Claude entered the door, clearly and simply recounting the entire process, repeating every word he said without any embellishments, merely stating the facts she had experienced.
When the maid finished speaking, Nolan Morrison smiled faintly, "Cousin... quite impressive!"
Claude didn't think he was wrong; he had always been accustomed to bossing around in the Morrison Family, shouting, "My hand is like this, you better tell me now how you're going to explain this to me, otherwise, just wait for my mum to come and settle accounts with you."
Nolan continued to smile, the gentlemanly and noble air around him made Claude seem like a mouse in the sewer.
He added, "In my house, such dominance! Truly makes me, the proper Young Master, feel quite ashamed."
A Cousin, being more powerful in someone else's home than the legitimate Master, is that scientific?
Even if Claude were a fool, he could sense something was amiss at this moment, "What do you mean?"
