Daniel was pacing the hall, his phone pressed to his ear, issuing rapid instructions to his men. His voice was clipped, sharp—until Mariam's whisper cut through the air.
"Madam…"
The single word was faint, almost hesitant, but it hit Daniel like a gunshot.
His head snapped toward the sound, his gaze locking on the woman who had kept the entire estate in turmoil for hours.
Anna.
The grip on his phone tightened, the muscles in his jaw hardening as his voice dropped into something cold and commanding.
"Stop the search."
He ended the call without another word.
Anna stood frozen under the weight of his glare, her eyes darting around at the staff who were all staring at her, their faces pale with relief and fear. Only then did the realization crash over her—she had made a mistake. A big one.
She had disappeared without notice, and in her absence, Daniel had turned the entire mansion upside down.
