That night, sleep eluded me.

Thoughts of the other world and the nightmares I had experienced kept me awake until the early hours.

Over the next few days, my sleep was fitful and unsatisfying.

With my memories erased, I couldn’t do anything.

I lacked the means to look into it and didn’t have any buddies around to lend a hand.

All I could do was hope that Andrew had some helpful info for me.

Yet, reality fell short of my hopes.

Days went by, and Andrew did not return to the villa.

Driven by a need for answers, I tried to replace him myself, but each visit ended in his absence.

One day, after getting ready, I headed towards the central villa to seek Andrew.

But before I reached the villa, I encountered the butler.

The butler seemed to anticipate my intent.

Before I could speak, he apologized.

“I’m really sorry, Debra.

Mr.

Pierce isn’t here at the manor today.

He’s too caught up with his duties.

I sighed, the weight of my disappointment nearly crushing.

“Okay, I understand.

Thanks for letting me know.

Debra’s POV:

After the butler walked away, Ivy couldn’t hold back her irritation.

“Andrew isn’t keeping his promises.

He assured you he’d inform you if there was any news.

Yet here we are, unable to even catch sight of him.

I turned to gaze at the center of the mansion, sighing in resignation.

Facing this situation, all I could do was console Ivy.

“This matter is too important; perhaps Andrew is too occupied to remember.

Still unsatisfied, Ivy retorted, “But surely, he isn’t so busy that he doesn’t have a moment to spare.

Thinking it over, I said, “Maybe he hasn’t found any relevant information, so he hasn’t contacted me.

He said that for safety reasons, the witch clan hadn’t sent witches to the other world.

Now that the two worlds have suddenly merged, the witch clan hasn’t had the opportunity to investigate and he’s unable to bring me any updates.

“Alright.

” Ivy found herself out of arguments.

We walked back in silence.

As I pondered how I might explore the other world on my own, a maid approached us, blocking our path.

“Debra, sorry to interrupt, but Mr.

Pierce has sent for you.

“Sent for me?”

I was puzzled.

Hadn’t the butler just mentioned that Andrew was not home?

I studied the maid closely.

Having been around the villa for the past several days, interacting with many maids and bodyguards, I was sure I had never encountered this one before.

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