By the time Lucius brought Catherine back to his mansion, she was still sobbing uncontrollably. Housekeeper Windy tiptoed nearby, not daring to utter a word. She was surprised to see Lucius bring this girl back here, something the young master had never done before.
“Still crying? I told you,” Lucius frowned, waiting. Ten minutes had passed, but Catherine still couldn’t control her emotions.
“I know, but…” Catherine tried to take a deep breath, calming herself to speak.
In the luxurious office, adorned with sparkling chandeliers and expensive paintings, Lucius sat regally behind his large desk. His eyes were thoughtful as he looked at Catherine, his fingers tapping lightly on the surface of the desk.
He picked up the phone, scrolled through his contacts, and dialed the number of a high
