Arabella came home at ten. Her face looked sluggish and exhausted. She entered along with Marcelo, who was following her from behind. Strangely she did not greet him, she just walked away and climbed the stairs while Marcelo approached him and also Carlos, who was in the middle of something important.
“What happened to her?”
He blinked a few times before answering, “Uh, Lady Arabella isn't feeling well — since this afternoon she has been working non—stop at the office, then after that she sleeps and several times has asked me or Anders to buy something to get her appetite back.”
Strange.
Cassius' one eyebrow rose, not understanding why such a thing could happen. Worry overtook him, so he got up from his chair after telling them to have a good rest. The important document was still in h
