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Elsida sluggishly sat up, rolled down the window and locked gazes with Julien’s Chauffeur.

“How can I help you?” she asked, feigning ignorance. “Mr Benoit has asked me to fetch you, he’s waiting in the car for you.”

Elsida looked at Anne helplessly heaving a reluctant sigh. “I’m sorry darling it’s out of my hands now” Anne said as she scrunched her face up in pity