Days later…
Nolan looked out the window at the beautiful landscape surrounding the estate.
Unfortunately, one particular spot ruined the entire view.
The same spot where Ashley was sulking.
"..." Nolan instinctively shifted his gaze beside him, where Primo was standing, also looking at Ashley.
For days now, Ashley's mood seemed to have gone from very high — sky-high, even — to the pits of hell. Even the air around her was so gloomy that even the usually grumpy Gustav would look like a jolly person next to her.
Was it because she kept losing against the young master that her pride was crushed? I didn't know games could leave such an effect on someone.
Nolan let out a sigh as the thought crossed his mind.
"Master, should you go easy on the Madam?"
"..." Primo looked up at him, curiosity clear in his eyes, as if silently asking whether that was really allowed.
