{Abebi}
I watched as Mac Allister walked past us, his piercing gaze sweeping over me, Isabella, Chiara, and Aurora as we diligently arranged the food on the table. His presence commanded attention, and I could feel a slight unease settle within me.
"I haven't seen Bianca," Mac Allister remarked, his voice filled with suspicion. I quickly responded, offering an explanation.
"She went to retrieve something from her room," I replied, my voice maintaining a level of confidence.
However, Mac Allister's intuition seemed to kick in, sensing that I was not being entirely truthful. His sharp perception cut through the air.
"Are you sure? Did Bianca disobey your orders?" he inquired, his gaze fixed upon me. I could sense the tension building in the room.
At that moment, Chiara, ever loyal and
