Chapter 101

Greg's brows furrowed as he entered the empty dining room. He scanned the place with a faint frown creasing his lips. The table sat untouched, and the newspapers lay neatly folded on the shelf as if Dylan hadn't even grazed them.

"Is he perhaps leaving early?" Greg muttered, his voice tinged with concern.

Just as he was absorbed in thoughts about Dylan’s whereabouts, a maid in a neat uniform passed by. Her presence was quiet and unobtrusive, a subtle reminder of the bustling household staff that attended to Havenwood Estate.

She curtsied politely as she greeted him. "Good morning, Master Von Ritcher. Would you like some breakfast?"

Greg's attention shifted from his thoughts to the maid's inquiry. His concern for Dylan momentarily took a backseat as his stomach reminded him of its emptiness. A brief smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Yes, please. I could use some breakfast," he replied, his voice holding a note of gratitude.

The maid's demeanor remained poised as she continued,
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