Davis finally arrived in the Harem Council amidst numerous pairs of eyes staring daggers at him, demanding an explanation with their gaze alone. It was one thing if he told them and brought Frostrose in, but to have it outside the bounds of their harem was not respectable!
If he was going to do that, why should the council exist?
Why play this farce?
They hoped he had a good explanation.
"What took you so long?"
Evelynn asked in a hushed voice, even though she had sent him a soul transmission.
"I've stumbled upon a problem." Davis smiled wryly, "Our Head Maid is sick."
"What!?" Shirley flinched, her smiling expression receded with shock as she shot a look at Davis.
She was complacent, thinking everything was going well today, but it turned out to be different?
"How can that be?" Ellia raised her brows, "Esvele was healthy the last time I saw her, just a few hours ago. How can she be sick?"
