"Don’t move on, Master"

Ivory felt like everything that was clouded became clearer. Their hunches were right. Othello Miller was up to something.

She felt pity on Mona, who thought that her dear husband loved her devotedly. She realized the sad truth that not all couples were faithful and loyal like her foster parents.

"By the way, where in town is 'that place'?" she inquired. They gave confused looks, wondering why the young woman was so interested.

"Why, are you one of the chief's mistresses?" the man across from her asked.

Ivory immediately shook her head, "Of course not! It's just my curiosity pitching in. I am new in town, and I want to know my new living environment."

"Apologies if your new living environment isn't so good," a guard said sarcastically, and they all laughed.

The town guard then said, "That place… is Miss Vica's house."