Chapter 172. Cornered

“She’ll need her own rooms,” Hayden replied casually.

“I’ll see to it,” the butler said with a bow.

“Let’s head inside. It’s windy,” Hayden said to me.

His arm was around my waist before I could respond. I found myself being urged into the mansion with a slight push from the arm that Hayden had around my waist. The interior was decorated with the same vibe as the boss’s mansion, and it made me wonder if the same interior designer was hired for both places.

“The boss use to live here,” Hayden explained before I could even ask.

“Oh, I see…” I mumbled.

Well, that explains a lot of the shared preference in decoration and design. The mansion was quiet and lifeless. I could hear the sound of my own breathing and my heart beating.

“Do you live here alone?” I asked, trying to make conversation because the silence was getting to my head.

“Yes; however, there are live-in butlers, maids and some gang members for security,” Hayden