What is she doing in the room? Why can’t I hear anything coming from the room? I guess I’ll just have to leave her alone for the time being.
In the afternoon, Benedict finally showed up. The assistant he brought along with him announced, “Mr. Edmund, can you please answer the door? Mr. Cooper is here for you!”
Edmund dismissed the one knocking on the door and continued preparing the serving of steak the staff brought him in the kitchen.
As the scent permeated throughout the suite, those outside of the suite knocked on the door again.
Out of nowhere, a woman stomped her way out of the room and marched in the direction of the entrance to answer the door.
“Can’t you wait? Why the hell are you in a hurry? Are you dying or what?” she yelled when she was a few feet away from the entrance, startling the man in the kitchen.
Afraid the woman would try something rash after answering the door and getting in the way of those at the entrance, he looked at them while holding the serving of steak.
The man at the entrance couldn’t think of the proper way to carry on with the conversation because he had never encountered such a fearsome woman.
In the end, he greeted her, “M-Mrs. Jadeson, we’re here for Mr. Edmund. Can you tell me if he’s here?”
“No! He’s dead!” she yelled with her arms tucked, indicating she was irked.
Edmund, who was in the suite, felt his lips twitching against his will and accidentally dropped the serving of steak on the sizzling skillet.
Once those at the entrance heard the sound coming from the suite, the man asked, “I-It’s Mr. Edmund, isn’t it?”
Sabrina turned around with her eyes narrowed to a slit while asking in a sarcastic manner, “Are you sure you’re not hearing things when I’m the only one here? I’m warning you to get the hell out of my sight at once! Otherwise, don’t blame me for whatever’s in store for you!”
As soon as she made herself clear, she clasped her fingers together and cracked them in front of them, implying she was ready to take them on.
When will this silly woman learn to behave herself and stop stirring things up? What’s with the sudden change of attitude when she refused to acknowledge she was the one who had brought up the request to take me away when Karl was here?
Why has she gotten in their way when they show up at the doorstep looking for me? Isn’t she aware of the risk associated with her actions?
Edmund turned off the stove and joined the trio at the entrance instead of having his sweet time in the kitchen.
The moment he showed up, the frustrated man at the entrance exclaimed, “Mr. Edmund, I knew it! See! He’s right here!”
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