I’ve never seen Luzie smile like this.
Her eyes were clear and resolute, without a hint of trying to please or fear, not even caring whether I’d get angry. She once again gave the address of Garden Cottage without hesitation.
What does this mean? Is she provoking me because I went to see Zara last night?
I shouldn’t have softened to her tears. I shouldn’t have brought her here.
I suppressed my anger and stared at her. “Very well, Luzie, you will pay the price for your recklessness.”
I pulled out my phone and called Leon. “Leon, renovate the villa on Isabella Street. Start immediately.”
“But Mrs. Hall is staying there...”
I glared at her pale green eyes and coldly said, “It must start tonight. Do you understand?”
“Yes... Mr. Hall.”
I hung up the phone, my tone cold. “I’ll give you
