The servants and bodyguards they brought to the ind totaled less than ten people. After searching for hours, there was still no sign of Queena.


    The private ind was massive, with less than a tenth of it developed. The rest was dense, untouched wilderness.


    It would be easy to get lost in that terrain and wander for days without finding a way out. While norge predators had been spotted, the ind was teeming with snakes. If Queena were bitten by a venomous one, the situation could turn critical.


    They had already called for a rescue team, but it wouldn''t arrive until morning at the earliest. If something had happened to Queena, by morning, it would be toote. "Bet, you must have some wilderness gear here at the vi, right? Get a set for me. I''m going out to find Queena," Oscar said, finally unable to sit still.


    "There are a few sets. I''ll go with you." Bet''s expression was grim. If anything happened to Queena on the Thompson family''s private ind, they would inevitably be held responsible.


    "I''ll join you. Yvonne can stay here with Ynda," Thomas added.


    The men made the decision without consulting Yvonne.


    Yvonne was left to keep the delicate, high-maintenance Yndapany, while everyone else, including Oscar, Bet, and Thomas, went out to search for Queena.


    After the group departed, the vast estate vi fell silent, leaving only Yvonne and Ynda.


    Yvonne turned and started up the stairs.


    "Where are you going?" Ynda called out, seeing her leave.


    "To my room," Yvonne replied. "You should probably go to yours too. As long as you don''t wander off, the vi is the safest ce to be."


    The developed parts of the Thompson family''s ind were nketed with


    surveince equipment. The vi itself was a fortress, enclosed by a wall over ten feet high and fitted with a security system. As long as Ynda wasn''t foolish enough to run off like Queena, she would be perfectly safe.


    "But I''m scared to be alone. Besides, I''m hungry. I want a midnight snack." Ynda tilted her chin up, her perfectly made up face a mask of arrogance, her tone demanding as if it were her right.


    "Then go get something to eat. You don''t need to tell me." Yvonne couldn''t be bothered with her and continued up the stairs.


    Fuming, Ynda shot up from the sofa, about to lose her temper when a noise came from the vi''s entrance.


    Both Ynda and Yvonne instinctively looked toward the door, where one of the vi''s servants was limping inside.


    Due to the short staff, all the vi''s servants had been sent out to look for Queena.


    This particr servant was older, and with the low visibility at night she had fallen into a stream and` twisted her ankle, forcing herto amp back to the vi.


    "I hope I''m not disturbing you,dies. I got hurt and came back to tend to my wound," the servant exined.


    "You''re back just in time. Make me ate-night snack," Yndamanded.


    After all themotionte into the night, she was genuinely hungry.


    "But I need to go back out to search for Ms. Spencer. The young master ordered everyone in the vi to help," the servant said cautiously.


    Ynda snapped, "I said I want a snack! Didn''t you hear me?"


    Ynda clutched her chest in anger, looking as if she might copse at any moment. She couldn''t order Yvonne around, and now even a Servant was defying her


    The servant was afraid to offend Ynda but also feared Bet''s wrath if she


    didn''t join the search, leaving her caught in the middle.


    Seeing the predicament, Yvonne walked back down the stairs.