Michael was all dressed up. He was wearing his best suit. He was ready to go to George McLaren's house. He was ready to accept whatever happened. Michael stood in front of the mirror, smiling. He was worried, though. He already knew that George and his wife would never accept Michael again. That was why. Today, he deliberately asked his father for help. A Duke would not be denied.
Michael felt something strange when he looked in the mirror. He felt like someone was watching him. He looked around. There was no one. There was only him in the silence of his room.
"Is this house haunted?" Michael muttered.
Michael got ready to leave his room. When he opened the door, he saw Sarah cleaning up in the hallway near his room, more precisely, near Loris' room.
"Are you on duty here?" Michael ask
