Maverick and Dahlia pinched their brows at the maid as it seemed she had something relevant to say finally instead of wailing and crying.
"Spill it all...now!" Dahlia yelled as she gripped Yvette's shoulder and though, the woman was vibrating, she seemed more willing to talk now.
"Ms Carla," she gulped, trying to catch her breath.
"I had seen her a few minutes after..." She looked at Dahlia like she was looking for the right word to call the girl.
"Dahlia." She suddenly told the woman and Maverick was the first to pinch his brows.
She gave a brief glance over to Maverick before turning back to the woman, "Call me Dahlia."
"Y-yes." Yvette nodded, her eyes turning red as she faced the don again, clutching her uniform.
