Chapter Twenty
It is unwise to live with a person of bad character who is also unwilling to change; you can help wayward people, but do so from afar.
- Grace Chanbee
[Author's POV]
The car screeched to a halt as it arrived at its destination and upon the passenger seat door being opened by one of the stewards, Gilbert Sanders in an unusual fashion stormed out of the car, a frown on his face and feeling angry and betrayed altogether.
The servants trembled and bowed their heads low. They sure knew that he was always grumpy and probably annoying as well, but this look of outrage and bitterness seemed deadly and no one in his or her right senses could dare get more on his nerves now.
As it was, irrespective of how gentlemanly a suit and tie portrayed, he however seemed nonetheless vicious and making the slightest mistake could therefore make him fire the offender, hence the mode of panic they were thrown in.