Chapter 10

Martha muttered under he breath counting each step as she made her way to the upper section of the mansion, letting her fingers slightly glide through the stairway railings-the only thing she has always admired about this mansion. Despite was the fact that the most despicable human beings ever lived here, every intricate design spike volumes, attesting to the wealth, history, and craftsmanship put in each furniture or art piece displayed in the mansion. The gold railings were shined to spotless perfection as the little bits or carvings made in the lower stricks of wood showed the details put into it. The large object in front of her put a halt to her thoughts as she took a deep breath, bracing herself for another meeting with the young master Philip. The first encounter with him was not pleasant, and to be honest. She expected nothing more from the son of her worst enemy. But something about him felt familiar like they had met earlier. She folded her small, rough hands and gave two s