ADOLF'S POV
Amelia shot me a suspense-filled glance as if questioning my sanity. "What dream are you talking about?" She asked.
"I had a nightmare," I said, narrating my ordeal to her, and then I later changed my mind. "You know what? Never mind, it's nothing serious."
"Are you sure about that?"
"Of course, yes I am sure of it," I said to her in a reassuring tone, and she sighed heavily. "I need to see Valeria at once. Stay back and order the maids to prepare breakfast."
I zoomed out of the room, not sparing Amelia another glance. I could tell from her expressions that a lot of questions were running through her mind, but I was also aware of the fact that I couldn't respond to any of her questions till I finalized with Valeria and made her wish of bringing back Brooke and his mom come through.
To my surprise, her room was empty when I stepped in. I glanced at my silver wristwatch and realized that it was just past five a.m. My curiosity piqued and I began to ransack the room in search
