Zilia ended up waking up late and hurried for a bath. Once done, she got ready and reached downstairs only to find from a maid that Casaio had already gone to the palace.
"I see."
"Madam, I'll set breakfast for you," the maid said politely.
"Thank you," Zilia replied and watched her leave. She returned to the bedroom and checked her phone, thinking Casaio might have left a message on it.
However, there was none. Though Idris' message made her smile. Lowering her hand, she headed to the dining room.
After having her breakfast in quiet, Zilia thanked the maids and went outside toward the pool area. She lowered herself into the chair in a relaxed posture.
She was pulled out of her thoughts when her phone buzzed. It was an unknown number, so she was hesitating a bit to answer it. The past memories, where she used to get such calls, made her shiver. What if her former master was the one making someone call? Cold sweat formed on her nape and forehead.
