When Mark managed to find the letter Emma had sent amidst the daily stack of mail he received, Emma was already safely back at her home. Mark stared at the anonymous letter with a puzzled expression, dismissing it as a foolish prank by some jobless person. *Knock, knock.* Mark’s loyal bodyguard knocked on the door. He said, "Sir, I’d like to report on the matter of locating Lady Emma." “Come in,” Mark said, placing the anonymous envelope on an empty spot on his desk. The bodyguard observed Mark’s face. Noticing the relaxed expression on Mark’s features, he reported, “We couldn’t find Lady Emma.” “What? Say that again.” Mark frowned, questioning. “I… We couldn’t find Lady Emma,” the bodyguard repeated. Mark rubbed his temples, his expression weary. Every movement he made signaled the brewing of a powerful storm. “Useless fool, get out,” Mark said. “She might have successfully returned home.” Mark grew even more irritated. To him, this was bad news—it meant that he a
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