Unconditional Doting

Cynthia Shannon's eyelashes trembled as she tried to open her eyes, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open them, and her consciousness gradually sank into endless darkness.

When she woke up again, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment.

She sat up abruptly and looked around at her surroundings.

This wasn't her room!

Why was she here?

At that moment, a strange woman walked in from outside and saw Cynthia awake. A friendly smile appeared on her face. "Miss. Shannon, you're awake."

"Who are you...?" Cynthia looked at the woman in front of her, her gaze scrutinizing.

Upon hearing her question, the woman's smile grew a bit stronger. "I'm a servant here. You can call me Joyce if you don't mind."

With that, Joyce suddenly remembered something. "Miss. Shannon, please wait a moment. I'll go and inform the master."

Before Cynthia could react, she turned around and left the room.

Soon, footsteps could be heard at the bedroom door.