Chapter 96 Ninety Six

• I panted on my knees as I watched the maid disappear from my vision. That girl could become a professional sprinter without training. How can someone so frail run that fast? It was honestly insulting to my healthy and lean physique.
• Imagine the horrors the Astors must have put that poor girl through for her to run for her life like a frightened gazelle.
• Defeated, I decided to return to the great hall. Later, I would have to find another way to interrogate the maid.