Apologize

ELIAS

Celeste was preparing my breakfast that Saturday morning. She’s avoiding me for the past three days and didn’t even speak to me. I was out for two days because I need to pack all the things in my penthouse and also, work for the company.

Aside from being a Lycan, I am a billionaire that no one knows about my existence. . . . . our existence. I told Darius to tell her that I want to eat paella so she did cook it. Early in the morning, I could smell the paella now.

I went down to the kitchen. I can see all the servants were out of composure. I raised a brow and called one of them. It was Mary.

“Mary, what’s with your face? Why are you all out of composure?” I asked her, my forehead knitted.

She bowed down first before answering. “My Lord, your majesty is in the kitchen and she scolded us so we went out,” Mary informed me.

I gasped. “Oh, I told her to cook for me though. So, just settle down outside and tell all the other servants to stay out of her sight right.” I commanded.

Mary