It was in the small garden.
Hilla walked along the small path to the East Courtyard. There was a rose room in between the East and the Main Courtyard. Hilla liked to read here, so Orlenna arranged for her a crystal bookshelf inside.
At this time, all the lights in the rose room were on. For the sake of Margaret's cocktail party, the Anderson family had decorated the entire Main Courtyard.
Although this rose room was built beautifully, it was so far from the two yards that no one bothered to come here.
Before Hilla could go far, someone clamped his big hand on her shoulders. She almost subconsciously grabbed the man's wrist, turned around, and swung her fist at him.
"Hilla, it is Julian!"
Hilla loosened her hands as she heard Julian's low and hoarse voice.
Julian grabbed her wrist tightly and quickly brought her into the rose room. Hilla subconsciously shook his hand off before hearing what he said in a low voice helplessly, "Be quiet. Someone is following you."
