"Master, you're leaving already? What about your wife?" A young butler named Benedict noticed Andrew heading into his car and innocently asked, once that question slipped out of his mouth, he noticed the master's expression suddenly darkened. He immediately realized he had spoken what he wasn't supposed to.
"I mean to say...the mistress is still inside, maybe she doesn't know you're already leaving, should I go call her?" He rephrased his words patronizingly.
"No need." Andrew blurted decisively before sitting inside the car and driving away.
The butler could only look on with confusion.
He came with his wife, but he was leaving without her? How strange.
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The car sped along the clear smooth roads outside the estate. As if it wasn't already racing enough, the man behind the wheels stepped on the accelerator making the car go even faster.
