As Ashleigh left her aunt's office, a plan began to take shape in her mind. She was done playing by Adrian's rules; it was time to seize control. Reaching the private elevator, she paused, then opted for the stairs instead. With newfound determination, she marched through the underground parking lot towards a waiting car. The driver took off promptly, delivering her to the mansion.
Mr. Atkinson greeted her upon arrival. "I apologize for interrupting, Madame, but the interview for a new butler is scheduled for shortly. Mr. Cagliari insisted on your presence."
"I'm aware, Mr. Atkinson," Ashleigh replied.
"However, I've had a change of plans. In addition to finding a butler for the house, I'd like to hire a personal assistant."
Surprise flickered across Mr. Atkinson's face. "But Madame, t
