“Who the caused this b****y commotion? Who in all of Grosthe dared?” I heard an employee exclaim from outside my office.
“It’s best you keep your voice low, lest Lady Kim hears you. Anyone brave enough to try that here must be one of two things— immortal or stupid,” another employee added.
“Or perhaps, he might be an acquaintance of Lady Kim.”
“Yeah, that too.”
I wiped another line of tears from my eyes and faced John. “You see the mess you’ve created here? Now my employees have learned to gossip.” I flashed a small smile.
He lowered his head slightly. “I apologize, Lady Harper—”
“Don’t— don’t call me that,” I shot back immediately. “I am not Lady Harper. That woman is dead.”
“Andrea, I don’t—”
“I won’t be repeating myself, John.”
He looked at me wide-eyed for a second before low
