"You may go to her bedroom, Sir," the Butler said, eyeing Ace carefully.
Ace's eyebrows shot up in surprise, and he shoved his hands into his pockets. "You sure that would be okay?" He confirmed.
"Yes, I asked her. She said I should send you... Inside," he replied, choosing his words carefully.
Ace cracked a smile. "Thanks." He walked past him, and was about to start ascending the stairs, when the Butler stopped him.
"Sir?"
"Yes?" Ace turned to him.
"Mr. Argent, as in the Mayor?" He asked.
"Yes."
The Butler frowned, nodding. "I hope you had a nice day."
"I didn't," Ace let out a humorless chuckle. "But thanks. You too."
He then strode up the stairs, clenching his jaw. His fists were balled at his sides, and he took deep breaths to keep himself calm.
"Control," he mutter
