Bastian - Chapter 136 - Ask Me For Mercy - WoopRead
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✧Ask Me For Mercy✧
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“I’m sorry, but we can’t help you right now, please come by again another day, when madam’s health is better.”
Maximin stared at the butler, who looked across the threshold at him with a flat, emotionless stare. His suspicions deepened. It was not normal for a close friend of the family to be treated in such a manner, though he was an unannounced visitor.
“How strange. I have sent a letter, but no reply. I tried to place a call, but the line doesn’t work, and I can’t even walk by and say a quick hello? Just how serious is her illness?”
“I am not at liberty to discuss matters of the household. I am sorry, Count, but you are going to have to leave.” The butler remained as a stone wall and deciding that the butler can’t be convinced, turned to walk away.
“Sir Xanders,” a familiar voice called.
He had barely reached the bottom step of the porch when he turned to look up at the third floor window, to the dainty figure leaning out of it.
“Oh my goodness, Odette?” Maximin’s eyes went wide with recognition. “Talk to me, I’m listening.” He waved his hands wildly.
“Please tell Countess Trier my news…”
“Madam!” came a whisper of a voice from inside the room with Odette. “Madam, step away from the window!”
Odette disappeared and was replaced by the stern face of an old maid, who closed the window tight and drew the curtains. Maximin watched in confusion.
The front door opened and several servants rushed out. “Please, you can’t be here Count Xanders, we will use force if necessary,” they were saying.
“Very well, I will go. Please, clear out of my way,” Maximin said, trying to suppress the hot emotions rising up in him.
He rushed away, not wanting to risk putting Odette in any more danger and clambered into his car. “Take me to Countess Trier,” he said to the driver.
Odette needed help.
He didn’t hear what she was going to say, but he was sure of it.
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Sandrine’s new home was located on the west side of Ratz Park. She had acquired it after the divorce and made sure it was close to Bastian’s own town house.
She watched Bastian parked by the fence and walked across the road to meet her, she had set this meeting up and chose where they were to meet. She laughed and asked him cheerfully if it would be okay for them to meet in public. It didn’t seem to bother her in the slightest that she’d been caught in the act with her lovers, Noah.
Bastian hit the doorbell, the door opened and Sandrine appeared in person. “Welcome Bastian, I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Good evening, Lady Laviere.”
“Come, we don’t need such formalities between us. Come in, before the tea gets cold.” Sandrine took a step back and beckoned for Bastian to enter.
Bastian didn’t delay and entered into the house. “You seem to have changed a lot since our last meeting, a little more easy going.”
“I gave the servants the day off.” She looked at Bastian ruefully.
The corners of Bastian’s lips twitched as she looked at Sandrine’s shameless smile. She was smarter than her father and he felt some what sorry for the Duke, who was only using his daughter as a means of marriage business. He could have achieved so much more if had made her a successor.
