But before Vella could move, Nancy yelled, “What the hell are you saying?”

“You said you want evidence and with evidence I’m sure that Mr. Maroon would know who is right and who is wrong.” said Elise. There wasn’t any anger nor sadness in her eyes but rather a look of pity toward Nancy. She didn’t know anything about Nancy but she had thought since the first time she met the woman had a deep look of jealousy. She was jealous of everything and it was clear to her eyes.

Nancy snorted, “What evidence? Show me if you have one.”

“The scissor you used to cut our clothes, it is still in your pocket and that is the evidence.” Elise stated for a sheen of disbelief smeared on Nancy’s face.

From what Elise had heard from Nancy, the two come by chance when the laundry had been torn but if they are the people who had cut the clothes to tatters, it would mean that they didn’t have the time to hide the scissor which left Nancy to put the scissor in her pocket and Elise was correct. Inside her side pocket of her skirt, there was the scissor she used to tear the three girls’s clothes.

“Oh.” Nancy sang her reply, “Then we would need to dispose this scissor.” said Nancy as she pulled the scissor to pass it toward Lena’s hand.

“So you are the one who tore our clothes!” Carmen exclaimed.

On the other side, Vella who saw Lena was about to run from the place with the scissor quickly ran to stop in front of her path. “Move it!” Lena yelled.

“You will have to give me the scissor.” said Vella her hand squeezed firmly to Lena’s wrist.

“Tch! Let go me go you whore!” Lena growled, raising the scissor upward. Vella frowned and let go of her wrist when she moved a few steps back to see the scissor glimmering to her face. Elise quickly pulled Vella’s hands back so she wouldn’t be harmed with the scissor not knowing that Nancy behind her had grinned widely from ear to ear for her hand that had turned to claw swung to Elise.

“AHHHH!!!”

Everyone stopped at their spot when the scream rang out, every eyes snapped widely open behind not toward Elise but Nancy who had let out the piercing voice. Ian held the hand of the woman which was turned to claw and gave it a slight squeeze though he didn’t know whether he had control his strength properly as now Nancy’s hand he held had been squashed to powders. Not that he care whether the woman’s hand would break or not, he thought.

Elise who had took a fall, fell on her bottom with Vella beside her. She looked up and her eyes sought to him for a feeling of assurance came to her heart.

“Maroon.” called Ian for Maroon to appear by his side that no one knew since when the man had come. “Take care of this two.” said Ian obviously pointing out both Nancy who was writhing in pain of her broken arm and Lena who was still holding the scissor which she dropped in fear that she would be blamed by the Lord.

“No I didn’t do anything!” Lena pleaded when Maroon pulled her hand strongly. The butler didn’t bat and eyelid when the maid didn’t want to move, he firmly grasped her hand for the maid to grunt in pain and come with him.

“Come with me puppy.” Ian said after perceiving her whole figure that was free from wounds or injuries. But for the first time in forever or perhaps in Elise’s lifetime, the girl looked hesitant to go with him. Perhaps she had been scared off by him breaking the other maid’s hand?

If it was true, it was too late thought Ian. When Elise agreed to stay and work in White Mansion there had been no single choice for her to walk out of the mansion. Breaking Nancy’s hand can not even begin to compare with all the killings he did. Not that he was a serial killer in the land but he wasn’t an innocent man whose was clean from blood. He was a Demon and there were trails of body left behind him that Elise hadn’t learned of yet.

But in truth it was different, Elise felt guilty for leaving the handkerchief Master Ian had given to her to be torn into tattered pieces.

Carmen and Vella was told to stay at their room while Elise began to walk just perfectly three steps behind Ian. When they reached to his study room which was filled with books that were kept neatly into the bookshelves that she did and the two long couch which was placed in front of his desk where a red eyed crow sat on with its eyes closed. If it wasn’t because Elise had seen the crow gawking and flying a few time, one would mistake the crow was a room ornament.

“What happened?” come his voice that suddenly startled her as it came right beside her ears. Elise was in her thought that she didn’t realize of how the Lord had stopped his steps and turned his body to face her.

She craned her neck up for her blue eyes to meet his red gaze. The Lord was tall and regardless she knew he was tall, when he stood only a few inches away from her, she could feel all the lights in the room was blocked with his body which didn’t helped her as most of the rooms in White Mansion was dimmed from lacking of lights.

Although it was dark, his red eyes glowed for shades of red to stop at the ends of his black hair.

She wondered at first what the Lord questioned and guessed that the Lord had asked the question due to the fight. “Nancy and her friend tore our laundry.” she replied gingerly, her lips was pursed. Perhaps because of the scarce light or because of the situation she was in, she can’t help but feel taunted with the tone the Lord used. Was he perhaps angry or how she had made a big ruckus? She recalled how Mila had told her that the Lord detest noisy noises.