The morning light streaming through the window blinds warmly greeted a beautiful face still sleeping.
His dazzling light made a pair of grey eyes open. Calista stretched her body to relax the stiff muscles and looked around. "This is not my room. Where is this?" Once again, look around the room.
Calista started to panic. At the same time, there was a knock on the door. She gave the order. "Please come in."
The maid bowed respectfully. "Good morning, Miss. Earl."
"Where is this, and who are you?"
"I am the head maid of this mansion."
Calista's eyes narrowed. "Mansions?"
"Yes. Right now, you are in the mansion, Mr. Gilbert."
The maid's explanation made her gasp. Calista suddenly remembered what happened last night. 'Last night, he gave me a green tea latte. After that, I don't remember anything else. Does that mean he mixed sleeping pills in my drink? Yes, that's for sure.' She mumbled.