Chapter 192

Viktor pov

“Are you telling me you can’t remember who the blind woman is? The one who worked as the head maid in the packhouse?” I asked, my voice low as I scanned through the papers listing all the maids who worked there. No matter how much I flipped, I couldn’t find her picture.

I wasn’t sure whether to find this interesting or absurd. From what I remembered, she had been the head maid, the one