It all felt surreal to Cassie, as she walked into the old man's mansion. This man was Brooke's actual father? How the hell could a useless nobody like her older sister have such a stroke of good luck?
"Welcome, madam Cassie." A line of maids greeted at the entrance, Cassie fought back a scoff, the situation seemed nothing but absurd to her.
The old man cleared his throat then announced to the staff, "I trust that you have made all the necessary preparations for Cassie's stay here. She's very tired, so please have dinner on standby."
"Yes sir Reginald." The head maid responded, then dispensed her workers to carry out their various tasks. She turned to Cassie, "Please, allow me to show you to your bedroom."
Cassie took her bag off her shoulder and tossed it to the maid not caring to be gentle, fortunately the head maid was able to catch it before it fell.
She looked to her employer, Mr Reginald, but he had equal stun in his eyes.
