The butler let the words sink in. A period of silence took over the conversation. Audrey seemed to be regretting her actions, lost in thought. The butler excused himself for a moment and walked in the pantry from where he came out with a gift box.
"Do you know why I have survived this past seven years and why I haven't left?" He asked his gaze still fixed on the box, he was feeling the words inscribed on it with his thumbs.
"No, you tell me"
"I keep my head down. Stomach their bullshit for my job means a lot to me. Because of your father my family has something to eat and a roof over their heads, my kids have gone to school...it's priceless what he has done for me and I feel like I'll forever be in his debt"
"Thank you"
"But that's not the reason I haven't left. I've made enough mon
