ANASTASIA

"Damn, looks like I'm late," I sighed out on learning about the whereabouts of the guard who took me down to the phone store.

He was called in by Diego and followed the Alpha to heaven knows where, for a mission.

"Now I can't tell if this object is important to my phone or not, and I don't know who to ask about it," I said, looking at the maids that walked about, and the guards who were busy patrolling the mansion with a strong face.

The look on the faces of the men made me ...