A week had passed since the incident. Now, Morel sat at the dining table, enjoying the delicious breakfast served by his servant, Doris. The food served in front of him looked appetizing, showing the skill and care with which Doris had prepared it. While Doris was just standing behind Morel's seat.“Doris, why don't you sit next to me and eat with me?” Morel invited happily.Doris looked surprised at Morel's request. Quickly, she bowed her head as a sign of respect before replying, “Sorry, Master, I can't do that. My duty is to serve you.” Morel sighed, then placed the spoon and fork on her plate. “Doris, after everything that has happened, I feel that there are many things that must change. You've done a lot to help me. Doris bowed her head politely, refusing Morel's offer in a respectful yet firm tone. “I'm sorry, Master. I can't do it. It is my duty and honor to serve you, not to sit and dine with you. It would be inappropriate.” Morel realized that Doris was sticking to his ethi

The golf course doorman and Treyal looked very surprised to hear the apology from the golf course owner to Morel. Moreover, the doorman or employee of the golf course owner had never seen his boss bow and apologize so sincerely. "What are you doing, sir? Why would you apologize to someone like him?" he asked in a confused and doubtful tone.Treyal, who had underestimated Morel from the beginning, thought that the golf course owner was only apologizing as a formality and would send Morel away immediately after that. His conviction was evident from the look of satisfaction in his eyes as if he believed the situation was still in his favor. "Ah, I see now," Treyal said with a sarcastic laugh. "So, you're just apologizing first before sending him away, right?" Because to Treyal, the golf course owner's father was so respectable and had a very good attitude, he thought the golf course owner would kick Morel out after apologizing. "I knew you wouldn't let someone like him stay here," he con

Morel had finished practicing golf and walked off the course, feeling relieved as he stretched his slightly sore body. With a satisfied smile, he reflected on his new experience. As it turns out, playing golf is quite fun and challenging, even more than he imagined before. It's no wonder many wealthy people have golf as their favorite hobby. The million-dollar price tag of golf clubs reflects the exclusivity and prestige of the sport. Morel felt he understood more and more the appeal and charm of the game that is often considered a symbol of social status, and he was a little mesmerized by it all. It opened his eyes to a whole new world that he had never explored before, adding color to his already diverse life.After finishing his golf practice, Morel decided to go home after a long day on the golf course. Once at the door, he was warmly greeted by Doris, his loyal butler, who was always waiting with a friendly smile. "Welcome, Master Morel," Doris greeted, bowing slightly as a sign

"Huh," Rona was slightly surprised, still processing the words she had just heard from Morel's mouth. Then she laughed, "Morel, Morel, you're so funny. Did you hit your head? Or are you joking? Because it's so funny." However, Morel remained silent, looking at her seriously without showing any signs that he was joking.Rona began to feel something was wrong. she watched Morel more seriously, scanning his appearance from top to bottom. Morel's clothes now were very different from what Rona remembered. Previously, Morel had always appeared simple, with clothes that showed his status as a deliveryman. But now, Morel looked very neat and dressed in an elegant and expensive style. His appearance now reflected someone successful and wealthy.Rona felt anxious and confused. But she clearly remembered who Morel was before, a poor man who worked hard for his living. However, Morel's current appearance was very different, almost unrecognizable. Rona began to doubt her belief that Morel was stil

Seeing Rona's frightened and embarrassed look, Morel raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "So, you made a mistake, right?"Rona, still keeping her mouth shut, felt even more cornered. Her previously confident gaze now turned confused and full of guilt. Her face turned red, indicating how ashamed she was of her mistake. Morel, with his calm gaze, left the atmosphere quiet for a moment as if to give Rona time to realize and fully feel the consequences of her mistake.Rona immediately decided to speak, trying to hide her embarrassment and fear behind a haughty demeanor. "Made a mistake? Me? Don't just talk, Morel!" Rona tried to sound convincing even though her voice trembled slightly. "Ouch, talking to you is making me sick to my stomach. I'm going to the restroom first. And when I come back here, you must not be in this room anymore."Rona tried to maintain her arrogant attitude, although her pale face clearly showed her true feelings. She didn't want to admit her mistake, try