Chapter 75 The Letter From Lord Cyphar

• Molitta pulled into the parking lot of the Steele villa and stepped out with her usual confidence. Her heels clicked sharply against the stone pavement as she advanced towards the entrance, ignoring the greetings from the domestic staff, as always.
• “You are welcome, Ma’am Molitta,” a servant at the door greeted, holding it open with a polite bow.
• Molitta didn’t spare him a glance. She rolled her eyes, already irritated by the niceties. Her distaste for the household staff was no secret, and she rarely masked it. The only time she ever softened was when she needed something from them.