Dorothy's POV
"Hello?" A male's voice asked from the other end of the door. I dropped my bowl of dough as I was about to make cookies, and I walked to open the door.
"Hello. Good morning, sir. Uh, something wrong?" I asked as I saw them fully dressed in suits, holding files.
"Well, ma'am. Are you the owner of the house?" The man asked, looking around the house.
"Yes. I am. My parents lived here, they paid off their mortgage. What's this about?" I asked them, getting irritated with the questions.
"Well, ma'am. This estate has been bought and you are asked to vacate here, under three days" He tilted his head, giving me a letter that had Frey Foundations written boldly on it.
What the actual hell?
"Hold on for a second, sir. What do you mean "vacate?" I asked, going aft
