I will survive this [ S P G ]

"Misis Reid."

Amethyst stopped walking when she entered the house because she was suddenly greeted by a maid. "Yes?"

"Sir Reid says that when you arrive, I will tell you to go straight to his office."

Amethyst frowned. "Is he going to tell me something?"

The maid shook her head. "I don't know; he didn't say. My only order is to tell you when you arrive to go to his office."

Amethyst stared at the maid and then sighed. She nodded. "Okay."

Amethyst didn't say anything and just went to Jonathan's office. She knocked, and the door opened. Jonathan's office was dimly lit, with the only source of light coming from his desk lamp. Amethyst immediately frowned and knew that this was not going to end well.

The room was filled with the scent of leather and expensive cologne. "Oh, Amethyst, you're here," Jonathan said.

'Is he drunk? ' Amethyst asked herself. However, she does not care if he is drunk or not.

"Do you need anything?" Amethyst asked, feigning innocence.

She's tired, and she really wa