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The head main leads the two men as they walk silently to the next room. She feels the heavyweight of their stares at her back because lady Ophelia did something terrible to give them an impression. 

She stops her feet from moving. Then, she turns around to voice out nervously, "Go straight, Lord Wylie. The next room is there. I wish to stay out of the way." 

Wylie's eyes darken and nod at the maid. "Thank you." He expresses gratitude before heading to the next room with Alfredo following him from behind. The maid clenches her chest as she gets anxious about them.

Lord Wylie takes a deep breath to calm his nerves before anything unpleasant happens. 

*KNOCKS* Wylie knocks on the door with his knuckle. 

"Who's that?" The Lady asks inside of her room without opening the door.

"I am someone who

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