Chapter 537

I let out a helpless sigh, knowing that if I didn't give Zelda a reasonable explanation, she wouldn't let it go. "Ms. Cote, to be honest, the reason I said that to you that day was because I overheard someone in the kitchen talking about surprising a guest. And you were heading straight toward that private dining room. "I felt that regardless of the intention, it wouldn't be safe. It involved a small fireworks display, and the dining room's carpet was flammable. There was some level of risk, so I warned you out of concern." Hearing this, Zelda instantly deflated, lowering her head in disappointment. "I see… I thought you knew something more." I absently rubbed my fingers together at my side, hesitating whether I should warn her to stay away from Clayton. Before I could decide, she spoke again. "Mr. Palmer, I've been having strange dreams lately. In them, Clayton schemes against us, causing my parents and brother to die in a fire. "After they die, some of my relatives, claiming to