Chapter 157: Prototype

*Rosemary*

I hummed as I made myself an omelet like how Saffron had taught me. They were coming out super fluffy. Sil really loved them fluffy.

I snickered. Maybe my baby would too if I kept eating fluffy omelets.

My ears perked up as the phone rang. Who could that be? Saffron?

I sighed. No, that was probably just wishful thinking on my part.

Moving the pan to a cold part of the stove, I strolled over to the phone.

"Hello?" I said as soon as I picked it up. 

"Rose, thank goodness you answered." It was Saffron.

"Is everything okay?"

He sighed; his voice unusually panic-ridden. "You know the marchioness Cyra?"

I frowned.

"Yeah, I've known her since we were kids. What about her?" I said as I pulled out a seat.

"She disguised herself as you and tried to seduce me."

My eyes widened as I sat down. "S-she did what?"