The servant nodded continuously and immediately turned around and headed over to Lillian's room.

Fabian momentarily stood in place before making his way downstairs, as though he just thought of the words to use as a response.

Evan, who was following behind Fabian, also reached the hall downstairs.

Madeline was standing in the hall and, when she saw Fabian, who was leisurely walking down the stairs, she then walked up to him.

"Lilian’s here, right?"

Upon hearing that, Fabian frowned and intended to express the unpleasant feeling within him.

"You might be unaware, Mrs. Whitman, but this is my personal household. Normally, I’d only entertain my best friends; everyone else is forbidden from entering here."

Madeline could make out what Fabian was trying to convey from his statement.

She looked at Evan, who was behind Fabian, and immediately recalled that man was the one who she had nearly knocked into in the coffee shop not too long ago.

Evan, noticing Madeline’s gaze upon him, the