บท 232: CHAPTER 232: AT ALL COSTS!

Ashford city

Crash.

Bang.

Trrrrr.

A girl trembled kneeling on the cold floor, her gaze warily fixated on the door which hid the mess which was in that room at that moment.

It's been less than thirty minutes since the mistress arrived, and yet she was fuming already.

Being a maid, and a slave, there were certain things which she didn't know. As long as she serves her masters well, whatever is troubling them, that wasn't her business.

However, listening to the sounds of items crashing, banging and tearing up, she was pretty scared this time.

Her mistress was angered, and that was never a good sign. It was better for the master to get angry, but whenever her mistress was in a foul mood, it never ended well.

Meanwhile, inside the room, a young woman was sitting on a stuffed chair surrounded by a mess, her fists clenched and eyes blazing with fury.