Bab 128: Chapter 127: He Still Reigns Supreme, Holding Her Life and Death in His Hands

Norris Moore, dragging her weary body, returned to her villa.

"Miss Moore, would you like to have lunch first?"

Perhaps they noticed her complexion, sickly and pale for the past few days, and their tone became increasingly careful and attentive. With Trenton Smith absent for more than a month, these servants likely believed she had fallen out of favor, consigned to the 'cold palace.'

One month into Trenton's hospitalization, the corporate behemoth AM rolled on as usual, with no word of his condition leaked outside.

Norris shook her head and faintly responded, "I need to rest."

"Miss Moore..."

"Hmm?" She turned her head to glance at her.

"Don't be too upset."

Norris paused: "What?"

"...That is, ..." The maid blushed with embarrassment, "even if Mr. Smith didn't want you anymore, you still have us. I bet Mr. Smith must have been busy lately. He'll probably be back tomorrow."

"…" Norris touched her own face, forcing herself to smile bitterly.