Sensing her somber and dejected look, the maid seemed to understand her thoughts.
However, even though the lady in front of her seemed to be much more exquisite than Nina, after all, she once had a marriage contract with the Young Master. How could she possibly win over Lady Nina?
Sigh...
Not wanting to discourage her, the servant smiled, "The Young Master is always very busy. He might not come today."
The maid's words were tactful, but Camila Walker's heart was clear as a mirror.
He won't be coming, is he at Nina Adams's place?
Thinking about this, a sharp pain pierced through Camila Walker's chest, and tears immediately blurred her vision.
She turned around, ignoring the maid's mention of dinner, and instead, turned again and went back to the Second Floor.
Watching her ascend the stairs, the maid furrowed her brows and couldn't help but speak out, "Lady, aren't you having dinner?"
