CHAPTER 70 A MARKING

JARED'S POV I looked right at the butter who bowed in front of me while I heard the giggle of the two ladies making me roll my eyes for the eleventh time today. If Amber wasn't in the house, Sabrina would have been with me.   What's with that lesbian girl? Do I have to flip her family over for them to take her out of my house? As I tapped on the table lost in my thoughts, the butler tapped my shoulder, still standing and saying nothing.   "Speak!" He didn't tremble nor move a step back, nor did his upright posture lack in any way as he rolled his eyes at me, looking like if he had the chance to hit the back of my head, he would.   "Something is wrong in the market; Abigail is nowhere to be found."   "What do you mean she is nowhere to be found?"   "You might be able to find her yourself if you go to the market; she might just come out of her hiding immediately she sees you. You know she likes you a lot." I rested my back against my study chair as I sighed, spinning the chair