Chapter 70
SEBASTIAN’S POV
On the lawn, the maids were already gathered, waiting for me to arrive. Their faces were etched with concern and curiosity as they whispered amongst themselves, wondering why I had called such a sudden meeting.
In a corner, my guard was still holding Vivian. She kept on with her futile struggles, tears were already welling up in her eyes. But I wasn’t moved by them. By the time I’m finished with her, she’ll cry a river, that’s if she’ll be able to survive what I’m about to do to her.
As I mounted the platform laid out for me with the breakfast tray still in my hands, I maintained a stern expression. It was high time I stopped being too lenient with these maids. The more I was, the less they feared me and would likely follow Vivian’s footsteps. Amelia and
