At this moment.
Inside a grandiose and ultra-luxurious castle.
The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead, took his cellphone, and walked toward the old lady who was bending over to water the flowers, saying with utmost respect, "Old Lady, I've made the call to Miss Enna as you instructed. Miss Enna seemed very anxious and said she would return immediately."
The old lady tending to the flowers lifted her head, handed the watering can to a servant beside her, and her well-maintained face broke into a smile, "Enna is coming back? Quick, hurry, get all the clothes and bags I bought for her ready."
The old lady appeared to be in her sixties or seventies, with silver hair and a crane-like elegance. Although there were traces of age around her eyes and brows, her skin maintained its fair and lustrous quality. Coupled with the natural grace and nobility emanating from her, one couldn't help but feel a warm sense of familiarity.