ANTHONY'S POV:
The house seems quiet, as if there are no soul breathing in it.
Slowly I walked through to my room as I began pulling off my tie and eventually got to undress myself.
I first took a short sorting shower before going downstairs, to see if I could find Beverly and Miss Natasha.
Still no sign of them. Probably, they might be taking a nap.
I opened the fridge to see if Miss Natasha has cooked something to eat.
of course she wouldn't be found wanting when it comes to cooking. Besides, she is heavily paid for it.
In the fridge is food stocked in disposable containers.
Pleased, I left the kitchen and head to the sitting room where I sat on the couch.
Then, my mind drifted to the eloquent lady that walked through to my office yesterday. I brought out my phone from my pocket
