Chapter 267: An Update

Selma Payne's POV:

The night breeze blew gently, and the leaves rustled. Under the moon's gaze, a car filled with souls bogged down by thoughts slowly drove toward the bright lights.

Kara was already waiting in front of the palace with her men. With her 'I knew it' gaze, the unconscious Dorothy was quietly carried back to her room by the servants. She had no idea what kind of storm would come tomorrow morning.

As for me, out of courtesy, the servants were still in charge of sending me back to my room. Of course, Aldrich could go with me, but when he saw Kara's smile, he let go with a bitter smile and then softly said good night to me.

"Good night, Aldrich." I believed he probably realized I was pretending to be drunk. "See you tomorrow."

I had insomnia that night, so much so that when Dorothy woke up the next morning, my eyes were swollen like two pieces of bacon.