Just as Ella was about to turn around and head back to apologize, Willis' voice seemed to materialize out of nowhere.
"Ma'am, are you lost?"
Ella had learned from Carlos that Willis wasn't someone to underestimate. He had a sharp, observant eye and had been loyally serving John for over thirty years.
Seeing him was like seeing John himself—every flaw, every slip-up, was caught in an instant.
Knowing she couldn't outwit him, Ella decided to be honest. "Your house is huge, but I'm not lost. I'm just angry."
Willis noticed the way she pouted and turned her back to him, clearly upset. He chuckled lightly.
"You really do have a child's temperament. So, who made you angry? I'll take care of them."
Ella wondered, 'Even though Willis is John's most trusted confidant, there's still a hierarc
