Chapter Eighty-seven

Cynthia's POV

The servants were still standing there but their gaze shifted to the entrance door. I was startled by the noise of the door cracks but I pretended to be fine while I turned who had broken the ice in the atmosphere. A tall young black man dressed in a suit, wearing a black shade stepped in from the door. Another one followed him, dressing in the same pattern. So after four men, who had dressed in the same pattern looking like boogeymen had entered. They stood close to the servants waiting for the last one to approach as one of them held the door wide open. I saw the last person approached, and finally, he was Philip.

A long sigh escaped my mouth. It was like a relief breath because I already thought those servants were crazy. Then I asked myself, "All these preparations to welcome Alpha Philip." I smiled in relief as those thoughts ran through my head.

Philip was wearing a brown suit jacket with red suit pants. Immediately he entered the house, the servants who stood th