Mia's POV:
As Mr. Andrew arrived at my father's house, I sat quietly, watching as the security man carefully pulled the gate open. After that, he drove the black car into the residence and parked it.
As he unlocked the car door for me respectfully, I got out and strode into the house.
The living room was silent as I walked inside. Searching for my mother, I asked the senior maid.
"Your mother is in her room. Do you need me to serve you dinner?"
"No, Ma," I replied calmly, and made my way upstairs.
As I approached my mother's bedroom door, the thought of her pregnancy made me nervous, especially since I sensed she was sleeping. Not wanting to bother her—or disturb my little sibling—I headed to my room to rest for the evening.
My phone rang loudly as I was preparing for my evening bat
