319 BROKEN PERCEPTIONS

Fay slumped onto the couch, exhaling a heavy breath as she recounted the tale of her mother's mysterious actions. Henry listened intently, his brow furrowed in concern. "So, let me get this straight. Your mother has assigned you not one but four bodyguards and they're practically monitoring your every move?" He clarified, disbelief etched across his face. She nodded solemnly. "Yeah… maybe not all of them but they're monitoring the house and they're not just any bodyguards. They're like secret agents or something. I mean, Zephyr here," she gestured towards the door, "can rival James Bond in his stoicism. Just thinking about them makes me feel suffocated. At this rate, they might start accompanying me to the toilet.” “And then she broke your sim for no reason?” He raised his brow, unable to understand why she would do that. It seemed too random but at the same time, it was clear she was trying to cut off her communication from someone. “That is the most irritating part. After