By eight-thirty that evening, Monica was pacing restlessly around her room, calling Sam yet again.He had promised to be at the mansion by eight, just as they had agreed, but he still hadn’t shown up. She was calling him for the fifth time now, and he still wasn’t answering.With an impatient sigh, she walked over to her vanity and took one last look at herself in the mirror before picking up her handbag and heading downstairs. As she reached the sitting area, she spotted Rosa nearby.“Rosa, have you seen my mother?” she asked as she approached the maid.“She’s outside, ma’am.”“Do you know where she went?”“No, ma’am. I don’t.”“Alright.”Rosa gave her a respectful nod and returned to her duties.Monica walked over to one of the armchairs and took a seat, then pulled her phone from her handbag and called Sam again. This time, however, his phone was turned off.She slowly lowered it from her ear and stared at it in disbelief, only one question running through her mind.Had he turned o
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