Zaiden paused mid-step he instantly recognized the voice,
Mrs. Hailey strode forward like a bull at them, her heels clicking against the polished floor. She stopped in front of Zaiden, her gaze filled with disdain.
“Where do you think you’re going?” she demanded.
Zaiden tilted his head slightly toward her, his voice calm but firm. “Ma’am—”.
“Don’t speak!” she snapped, cutting him off. Turning to the guards, she gestured toward Zaiden. “This man has no business being here. He’s just a blind beggar. You shouldn’t let him in.”
The two guards exchanged glances before bowing slightly
. “Mrs. Hailey of the Randall family,” they murmured in unison, their tone respectful. It was clear they recognized her as a prominent figure, known for her flamboyance, social woman and sharp tongue, and al
