Chapter 91 His Mistress(1)

• As I stirred from my slumber, a heaviness lingered in my limbs, dragging me back into consciousness.
• Blinking against the dim light filtering through the curtains, I surveyed the room, recognition dawning slowly. I was back in the familiar confines of the room I had woken up in earlier, surrounded by boxes packed with my belongings from the Black mansion.
• How I had gotten here, I couldn't tell, as the last I remembered was falling asleep in the car. Maybe the guard had brought me here, but I thought it could be Lucas himself.