Chapter 16 Slave Nigel

Regina’s POV

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

Nigel as the servant?! What the hell!

And I immediately looked towards Gray, knowing that this must be his idea. He kept his eyes straightforward, deadpan, as though he didn’t notice my furious glare at all.

Others around the table had all recognized Nigel as well. They all seemed astonished. No one said a word.

Nigel approached us carefully, walking around the table serving us coffee, starting with me. His hand was shaking so severely that a drop of hot coffee dripped on the back of my hand. It burned, but I decided to say nothing about it. Because I didn’t want to cause any more trouble for him.

After Nigel was done with me, he moved onto Gray. He trembled even more. I looked at the pot in his hand nervously, afraid that he might still coffee on Gray.

“A—Alpha Gray…Coffee?” Nigel stammered, breathing lightly.

Gray didn’t say anything, but simply tapped his index finger on his empty cup.

Yet Nigel didn’t notice that tap on the cup. A