"Alright, Miss Liu, we can go out now." The maid still wore that smiling face, even her tone seemed like it was trained uniformly.
Only then did she stand up and walk straight to the door. Seeing a few bodyguards with sunglasses made her somewhat afraid, after all, they held things in their hands that could kill her at any moment.
Her steps moved slowly along the corridor; she didn't even dare walk a bit faster, just afraid that those behind her might think she was trying to escape and shoot her.
In this anxious mood, she got into the elevator, followed by six people: two maids and four bodyguards.
With a ding, she arrived on the first floor.
This first-floor living room was so vast that it seemed to stretch endlessly, somewhat akin to the Bennett Family's old house, but Mr. Bennett was one for simplicity, unlike the golden touch here everywhere.
