The living room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
All the servants held their breath, even Holly, who usually bustled around with ease, kept her lips tightly sealed to avoid making any noise.
Normally, the Mister and Missus got along harmoniously. Both were gentle personalities. Occasionally, the Missus would lose her temper a little, but only with the Mister; she was always kind to the staff.
But today, they’d had an argument.
It wasn’t a heated exchange either—it was entirely one-sided, with the Missus scolding the Mister.
No one knew whether he was too shocked to respond or genuinely angry, but the Mister didn’t say a word. After about half a minute, he picked up his private phone, sent a text, and then showed it to the Missus. Just like that, the quarrel was over.
