Meanwhile, Zane was in his room, preparing to start the day at the Cassius company. His fingers brushed across the buttons as he fastened his shirt, standing before the lengthy mirror where his imposing reflection stared back at him.
He reached for his perfume, spraying it on his neck, wrists, and wherever else was needed.
Just as he was about to exit his room, a clunking sound echoed from the living room once again at the unfamiliar noise.
He stepped out while the noise began to fade, noticing it came from the kitchen. He clearly remembered there were no mice in the mansion, and he never allowed staff to enter his mansion recklessly—especially not his kitchen.
As he descended the staircase into the living room, Zane halted when his steely gaze landed on the short figure across the kitchen.
"Ugly Swan?" He called out, stunned to see her cooking when the kitchen was empty.
