Chapter 30

Felicity's Point of View

Before going to the Begum's mansion, I told myself I would visit Elyana to talk to her like the old times, but I didn't expect to fall asleep after I lay in her bed. The tiresome and stressful morning got to me so quickly.

It was already eight in the evening when I woke up, and Elyana was no longer in her room. I asked the first maid I saw downstairs, and she pointed me to the garden.

The light was dim where she was sitting, but it was enough to notice what she was doing there at that hour. There was a bottle of whiskey and a bucket of ice on the table before her, and she was holding a glass while cross-sitting on the igloo-styled chair.

I walked toward her but did not join her in her drinking session because I was allergic to all liquors. She was still wearing the same sleepwear when I arrived.

"Hey, girly!" I greeted her. "When did you become a drunkard?" I asked after noticing the ice cubes inside the bucket were already melted, indicating she had been th