Chapter 16. Fate

The coast was clear. Arya sighed, before walking out of the room to drop the tray of chicken bones she had with her. She had never eaten so heartily since she arrived there.

 Damien giving her chicken and rice then leaving the room for her to eat freely, had to be the nicest thing he had done for her. She sighed again, thinking of the satisfaction she got.

 She knocked when she got into the kitchen. There was no response but she barged in to see cooks and chefs, stunned. They all wore white uniforms with small caps.

 She bowed at them. “I wanted to clean this up quickly.” She showed them the tray but one of them took it from her and bowed back.

 Where they going to clean it? She tried to take it back but a chef stopped her. “Madam, please, let her do it. We serve you here. You can order for some other snack too.”

 Arya looked at her blankly. Serve? Snack? Order? Right, she was living with billionaires. She nodded with a smile. “