"He's got Nerves"

As I scanned the place, my gaze landed on three maids who were hastily retreating, their faces full of guilt and apprehension. Reacting swiftly, I raised my voice, commanding them to halt and return to face me.

"You three, stop right there and come here," I ordered sternly, my anger palpable in my tone. As the maids approached, I directed my questioning gaze at them. "What's all this? Who dared to bring my belongings out like this?" I expressed my frustration.

One of the maids stepped forward hesitantly, her voice trembling as she spoke, "Ma'am, it was the boss. He instructed us to remove your belongings from your room and place them here." The words hit me like a sudden jolt, leaving me stunned and bewildered.

"What?" I exclaimed in disbelief, turning to look at Sonia, whose expression mirrored my own shock. "So Dylan wants you to leave!" Sonia's words cut through the tense silence,her statement sinking in as I grappled with the abrupt turn of events.

"That would never happen, never