Chapter 32

• Stephan walked into the house and took the elevator to his room, his mind still reeling from the events of the day. As he approached his door, he noticed it was ajar. Curiosity piqued, he walked closer and paused when he saw the housekeeper handing a glass of milk to Sylvia. She accepted it gratefully, drinking it in one gulp before returning the cup to the housekeeper.
• As the housekeeper turned to leave, her eyes met Stephan’s. “Young Master,” she greeted, a hint of guilt flickering across her features. He nodded in acknowledgment but felt a twinge of annoyance. The last thing he needed was another reminder of the chaos swirling around him.
• Ignoring Sylvia, he stepped into the bathroom, desperate to wash away the lingering scent of alcohol that clung to him. The hot water cascaded over his body, and he let it wash away not just the physical grime, but also the tumult of emotions battling within him.