"Why does it feel so empty today? Did any other servants take a leave to go home?"
Aunt Wang instinctively replied, "No, there aren't any more people than usual."
Ian Rowe's gaze sharpened as he put down the spoon he was holding.
Aunt Wang didn't expect Ian would rise and head upstairs after just sitting down for a moment, without eating a single bite.
Frantically, Aunt Wang spoke up, "Sir, is today's meal not to your taste? You've been busy at work all day and should eat more."
Ian Rowe replied blandly, "I'm not in the mood to eat today, I'll skip it."
Aunt Wang initially wanted to ask what Ian Rowe wanted to eat, but seeing that he seemed rather irritated, she wisely chose not to speak further.
Ian Rowe's bad mood persisted for quite some time. It had already been three days, yet he hadn't received any message from Maya Monroe, no texts, no calls at all…
