105 Regrouping - Before the Storm (2)

[In Patricia Trenel's office/ secondary bedroom]

She panted, forced to catch her breath as she cursed the fact that the compound of their home was so big. She had wasted nearly 45 minutes just returning from the party with her friends and a further 25 minutes just getting to her own private area!

Dizzy and struggling to stay focused, she stumbled over to where her whistle was hidden and brusquely removed it, blew on it hard and long and then returned it to its place.

She then let out a long breath of air and slumped down onto her bed, worn out from the rush back here.

Unlike the other ladies, Patricia Trenel had been born unable to cultivate. Though, as the oldest daughter in a slightly wealthy merchant family, she had not faced any major difficulties in life.