With that vow simmering in her chest, Lena left the house, her smile only returning once she reached her car. But instead of leaving right away, she instructed her driver to remain parked just outside the estate. She sat there quietly, her eyes trained on the mansion gates, waiting. Perhaps one of the maids would step out, perhaps she could catch a moment of carelessness and learn more.
Minutes stretched into hours, but no one appeared. The house remained still, silent, and unyielding. Frustration slowly gnawed at her patience. Finally, with her lips pressed into a thin line, she leaned back in her seat and ordered, "Let's go." The driver nodded, and the car pulled away, leaving Lena with a heavy resolve burning in her heart, if the maids were hiding something, she would uncover it sooner or later.
