Arden's POV
The elevator chimed loudly as its doors slid open.
Servants moved frantically with expressions ranging from fear to wariness.
They worked with so much coordination and precision that it would stun even top experts of their trade.
Well, of course, the mistress of the mansion had arrived; if my step-siblings' words were to be believed, then the servants had every reason to be scared.
I wondered how her presence was going to affect things. As long as she didn't interfere in my plans, I could more or less put up with her.
The reverse was the case, though; if her presence could somehow interfere with my revenge, then she would have to die.
I didn't know how much the patriarch valued her, but his feelings were of no concern to me.
The only reason I came to this family in the
