After the braid was done, Roxanne led Estella out.

She turned and spotted the man standing at the door.

Immediately, the warmth in Lucian’s gaze disappeared and was replaced by an indifferent look. He told her courteously, “Breakfast’s ready. Let’s go downstairs.”

With that, he turned around and left without waiting for them.

Roxanne was rooted to the spot.

His expression was different just now. It appeared for a fleeting moment only, though. Was I seeing things?

Snapping out of ...