Emily’s POV
Em, someone came for you." The little guy said coming into the kitchen as I was preparing lunch boxes for us. And, I raised my head with confusion as no one generally visits so early especially me. I know there is no one so someone coming to visit is something weird.
"For me?" I asked to which he nodded his head. I walked out to see who can it be, "You finish that pancake, and I am coming back."
"Who is it?" I questioned as I reached to find an old man standing with his back towards me.
He turned around and smiled gently. "Good morning, ma'am. This is Michael, Mr. Knight's driver." I nodded my head waiting for him to continue. "He is waiting in the car and asked for you." I looked at my wristwatch to see it is only eight.
I frowned, "It's only eight, and office timing is
