As Aldrich turned to leave, unease settled into his mind in all the way. Because deep down, he knew his mother wasn’t afraid. And that terrified him more than the stolen money ever could.
Back at the mansion, Madam Elspeth Zawoshky sat alone in her private dressing room, a place hidden behind the west wing of the mansion, no windows, no clocks, no mirrors that showed more than she allowed them to. The silence comforting her troubled mind. Silence did not say anything, for atleast she can be alone, to think wisely and to have the next plan to tell her son, that she already found his step sister from that mistress.
However the silence did not remind her of the passing time. She still hates to think that her late husband was cheating on her, the one thing that she can't move on. Her hands
