“I have sent some mails to you, boss,” Ditto said to Lucian as the two of them walked toward the main building of the mansion.
“The first two batches have been shipped, but the third one will be shipped in two days, boss,” Ditto added.
“I don’t want any issues with it. Run the monthly check through the men — I can’t have petty thieves or spies.”
“I will do as you say, boss,” Ditto replied, and the two men walked into the living room.
Lucian stopped in his tracks, and Ditto stopped too.
“Princess.”
His voice was deep and thick, carrying a tinge of something Ditto had never heard from him before.
Ditto remained where he stood, expecting his boss to tell the beautiful lady on the sofa to leave so they could continue their talk.
“You’re back, Lucian,” Aurelia mumbled. She hadn’t expect
