After the braid was done, Roxanne led Estella out.
She turned and spotted the man standing at the door.
Immediately, the warmth in Lucian’s gaze disappeared and was replaced by an indifferent look. He told her courteously, “Breakfast’s ready. Let’s go downstairs.”
With that, he turned around and left without waiting for them.
Roxanne was rooted to the spot.
His expression was different just now. It appeared for a fleeting moment only, though. Was I seeing things?
Snapping out of her reverie, Roxanne led Estella down the stairs.
Estella took the seat next to Lucian at the dining table.
Roxanne was about to take the seat across from them when Estella tugged at her sleeves, forcing her to stop in her tracks.
“Ms. Jarvis, why don’t you sit beside Ms. Estella?” Sensing Estella’s intent
