While Anna was proudly occupied with her "culinary masterpiece," Mariam happened to glance toward the kitchen door—and nearly jumped.
There, standing stiff as a statue with the other terrified staff, was the familiar figure of Daniel Clafford himself.
Her eyes widened in realization.
Master is here… and Madam has set the kitchen on fire again.
Mariam's lips pressed into a tight line before she mustered a concerned, apologetic look in Daniel's direction. She knew this was the moment when he—The Mighty, Emotionless Master—would have to face the chaos his wife created because of him.
Daniel wasn't the type to meddle in his wife's small mischiefs.
But this wasn't small.
This was a kitchen emergency with flames, smoke, and a potential meltdown disguised as dinner.
And since he was the reason she was trying to cook in the first place…
He had to deal with it.
"Leave," Daniel said sharply.
