Natalia's POV
As much as I really wanted to begin checking the photo album, I left them on the bed and dived into eating.
When the maid left to get the food, I had finally picked clothes I felt were less expensive to wear. I knew I had to get used to wearing the clothes before I got suspected.
When the maid came back, she brought a tray of food. I opened it and noticed the different kinds of food she brought.
“Sit,” I said to her when I saw her standing in front of me. She was reluctant but finally sat down… on the floor. I almost facepalm. I knew the feeling, I was there when I was with Jasper and his so-called father, but was Clara as wicked as they were?
Why would she sit on the ground? She was a maid, not a slave. Even if she was a slave, I would never treat her so badly.
“Sit
