"It's urgent. I can't wait. I'm sure Mr. Darren won't mind."
"I'm sorry again. I can't show you where Miss Earl's room is. I'm sorry." Before walking away before Leonard first bowed as a salute.
Unable to wait any longer, Leonard finally looked for himself where Calista's room was. Still, he was having trouble with Darren's super-majestic and luxurious mansion, where he got lost, couldn't return to the lounge, and joined the others.
A tired sigh accompanied the footsteps trying to rejoin Darren. Still, as time went on, he sank deeper and deeper into a majestic room whose decorations looked different from the other rooms.
Instantly his gaze locked on the photo frame plastered super large adorn the room. A photo that sends a feeling of heat until his blood boils, mixed with fists in his hands. In the photo, Calista seems to be smiling happily in Darren's arms that wrap his stomach very possessively, telling the whole world that Calista is his.