“Mona madam.” a soft knock on the door made her almost jump she quickly lowered the laptop screen and turned, the door was closed still she acted like a thief.
“Come in.” she said and a young woman entered the room.
“Sir is looking for you.” she said and started to put the disorderly things in her room in order.
“Where is he?” she asked shutting down the laptop.
“In the lawn, with Mr. Mehta.” the girl answered, her job was done and she was about to leave with the dirty linen, laundry in her basket.
every staff in the household knew that they were not allowed to enter Mona’s room when she was not there, actually her parents too were barred outside her room when she was not in there.