Chapter 121. Worried and Concerned

BRIANNA’S POV

What the maid said felt like a blow to the face. With Aunt Gigi around, it was so embarrassing I wished I had a shell I could retract into. Though Aunt Gigi pretended not to hear it and focused on her drink, I know she did.

What did these maids see me as? A baby? A helpless invalid? It’s not like I had a severe stroke or was entirely paralyzed. Some parts of my body were still working fine.

I know Sebastian gave the order, but at this moment, they couldn’t do that. Not with Aunt Gigi around. We needed privacy because we would be talking about a lot of things. Why didn’t the maids think of that before saying what they said?

“That won’t be necessary,” I forced an awkward smile. “My aunt and I need some privacy. And my left hand is working just fine. I can manage with it. It’s just biscuits and juice. I don’t need a fork and knife. Okay?”

“Are you sure Miss Brianna?” The other maid asked adamantly. “We were given strict orders by Alpha Sebast