Chapter 52

As Andrew's car pulled up in front of the grand mansion, he could feel his anger mounting with every passing second.

He stepped out of the car, his face contorted with anger and frustration. He slammed the door shut with a loud thud, causing Nanny Grace to rush out from the kitchen, her wrinkled face creased with concern.

"Andrew dear, is everything alright?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.

But Andrew didn't have the patience to answer her question. Instead, he cut her off sharply, his voice ringing through the marble hallway.

"Where is Amelia?" He demanded, his eyes flashing with anger.

Nanny Grace blinked in surprise, taken aback by his tone. She hesitated for a moment before answering.

"She's in her room," she finally answered, gesturing towards the stairs. She hasn't been…."

Without waiting for her to say anything else, Andrew sprinted up the stairs, his feet pounding heavily against the plush carpet.

He didn't bother knocking on the door, but barged right in, his anger s