'He wants to kill me!' Yvonne cried out as she tried to catch her breath.
It had only been half an hour since she had started the tasks that she had been asked to complete before the limit of one hour yet here she was out of breath and on the verge of giving up.
The events of a little more than a half-hour before this moment,
Yvonne sat under the well-built canopy that was made for them today.
Butler Limo served her the pulpy juice of fresh strawberries that were grown in the small garden that was in their backyard.
The mansion that they lived in was surrounded by trees and greenery which made the place look serene and undisturbed by the happenings of the society.
Being the second richest in the capital, of course after the Grand Duke, had its perks as Yvonne's house had everything that they could wish for.
