These gazes naturally came from the servants of the Geoffrey family. She had always been kind to them, so Becca could feel that they were all worried for her at this moment.
"Young Madam."
The housekeeper approached with a friendly smile, surprise etched on his face.
Knowing that the servants around her were all concerned about her, Becca deliberately put on a spirited smile and said softly, "I'm here to pick up something."
The joy on the housekeeper's face froze for a moment. "You...aren't coming back to stay?"
Becca's smile remained, but her words became even more subdued. "No... I haven't been home in a long time either."
The housekeeper was not in a position to comment on matters concerning his masters' relationship.
"Do you need my help?"
"No need. I just have a few things I want to take with me; it will be quicker if I pack them myself."
"Alright, let me help you upstairs."
At the bedroom door, the housekeeper retreated to the second-floor corridor.
