The next morning, Mary went to Mr. Johnson's office to get all the things that needed to be taken care of before going to his mansion. After all, he told her that the COVID-19 lockdown would start next week, and by then she needed to sort things out and bring all her stuff to the mansion. To say that she was not excited was an understatement because, in reality, she was thrilled.
Half an hour later, Mr. Johnson's gaze pierced right through Mary as he reappeared in the hallway. Her chest squeezed, and the discomfort between her shoulder blades hissed. Call her stupid, but she had a boredom breakdown yesterday, and so she cleaned her and Dave's rooms for hours, and the heavy lifting was making its way to her shoulder now. However, she had less than two days to get herself sorted, plenty of
