Different Mansion

She was surprised because there was another figure in front of her. A man, he's already old. Maybe around 45 years old? Lyra not really sure. "Oh, God! Sir, you startled me." She rubbed her chest.

The man only smiled in return. "Miss Eireen," called him in a polite voice.

"Yes?"

“Sir. Atreo has already gone to the office. He entrusted me to drive you home safely."

Lyra blinked her eyes. Because she just woke up, so her brain is still slow to respond. It took longer than usual to process this man's speech. A few seconds later, she replied. "Huh? So he's already leaving for work?" The man nodded his head.

Lyra cursed silently when she heard that. 'Shit! I'm really late!'

"Come on, Miss, I'll take you home." But unfortunately, Lyra refused. She shook her head. "No," she said as if she didn't want to be argued.

"Mr. Atreo's orders are absolute to me. If you don't me to do the polite way, then I will use harsh way."

'Tch!'