The servant was startled when opening the door; why had the husband of the second Miss come at this hour?
"Is Charlotte here?" The light in the yard cast a long shadow of Atlas Hallow's tall and upright figure, and the moonlight highlighted his profound features, giving him an indescribable aura of intimidation.
"The second Miss returned for dinner today. She might have fallen asleep after turning off the lights just now." The servant pointed to Charlotte's room upstairs, wondering if the second Miss had quarreled with this newlywed husband since his expression was quite unpleasant.
Without a word, Atlas Hallow headed straight to Charlotte's room upstairs, leaving the servant standing there dumbfounded, unsure of what to do. Technically, it wasn't something they could prevent, but letting someone in like this seemed a bit strange as well.
Her room wasn't locked; perhaps because it was in the Miller Family, giving her a sense of security.
