I march inside the kitchen, a deep frown etched on my face.

“Everyone, leave.” As I order, all the maids, including Alice, stop working. They cast glances in my direction before obediently exiting.

“Alice, you’re not part of ‘everyone.’ You’re special to me.” I murmur, my fingers enclosing around hers before she steps out.

In response to my words, she smiles at me over her shoulder.

Clad in her maid uniform, she looks strikingly attractive, but I no longer can see her ...