"The Second Prince says you have his most important treasure, and he'll be coming to take it back soon." A cold smile played on Sylvia Young's lips as she leaned in close to Claire Sutton.
Hearing this, Claire Sutton's body went limp, and she sank onto the flowerbed. "What... did... you... say?" she uttered, one word at a time.
But Sylvia Young didn't linger on the question. She straightened up, glanced around, and took a deep breath. "Even the air at a rich family's home is so much fresher."
With that, she turned and, swaying her graceful figure, walked toward the villa.
As she started up the steps, she seemed to remember something and turned her head to add, "Oh, right. Don't you shout at me from now on. I'm one of the Second Prince's people. You'd better think twice."
"You! Stop right there!" It took Claire Sutton a moment to recover, but then she snapped back to her senses.
