"Yes, ma'am, has Glenn not told you about me? It's really disappointing... He promised he would," Amber reported, her face sad with wounded eyes."Oh, maybe he has, but I didn't hear it, dear. I'm sorry," defended Irina, still looking at Amber through the rearview mirror, this time with slightly curved eyebrows due to emotion.Amber shook her head, "No, ma'am, I understand if Glenn chooses not to talk about me. He must be embarrassed because of my economic status..." There was an awkward pause as Amber seemed uncomfortable discussing it with Irina."Oh, of course not, dear... We never have an issue with that at all, and Glenn already knows that I don't like him judging people based on superficial things like that," Irina reassured Amber.'Wait, didn't Glenn say this woman has a boyfriend? The man who was Roesli's confidant?' Irina thought.While driving her car, she tried to imagine again the events of the afternoon, silently contemplating whose story felt uneasy, and ultimately she d
Glenn arrived at the mansion after making sure that his mother was not followed by Roesli. Whistling, he stepped out of his car and walked in through the connecting door that linked the garage to the main house. His steps halted when he saw Arthur—his father waiting for him with folded hands behind his back, his eyes staring sharply at Glenn."Where is your mother?" he inquired immediately. "Order her to return right now," Arthur commanded firmly.Glenn tilted his body slightly to the right and saw a man standing right behind his father, like a shadow of the man himself. It was Connor."It seems father has his own whisperer," Glenn responded lightly, playing with the keys on his fingers while staring at Connor."Glenn Smith, tell me where your mother is," his father insisted once again, not wanting to be diverted."Mother is safe, father, as long as the mole in this house doesn't leak her whereabouts," Glenn replied, maintaining his casual demeanor."You're endangering your mother, an
When Auntie and her flatterers weren't watching, Euonia sneaked into Glenn's room. She knocked on Glenn's door first."Who is it?" Glenn asked because he noticed that the sound of the knock was different. It wasn't Mr. Connor or Ms. Eugene, whose knocks he could recognize."It's me, Euonia, young master."Glenn furrowed his brow upon hearing Euonia's answer. 'Is it already dinner time?' he checked the clock on the wall of the room, and it wasn't dinner time yet.Besides, he had already asked Ms. Eugene to replace the young woman because he didn't like her nosy attitude. Was Ms. Eugene not taking him seriously, or was it his niece who just liked breaking the rules?"What do you want? I've told Ms. Eugene to replace you," Glenn refused, not wanting the woman to enter.Euonia felt increasingly annoyed. 'This spoiled young master is such a coward! At least tell me to my face why you suddenly dismissed me without any reason! Such a weird and ugly young man!' Euonia muttered.Emotionally ch
Sometimes, being good is not enough; people always find a reason to hate you, no matter how straight your life path is. Currently, Glenn has asked Connor to spread false information about himself to certain individuals he suspects. He wants to know which news reaches Roesli. This way, he will identify the "mole" in his mansion.Ms. Eugene is seen heading to the kitchen, preparing some high-quality frozen meat slices into a picnic basket. She received orders to quickly prepare Glenn's necessities, as he will be staying out of town for a few days."What kind of food should I prepare?" Ms. Eugene inquired carefully. She doesn't want to serve the wrong food for her young master."Anything related to meat, and some bread," replied Connor."Alright, Mr. Connor, I'll do it right away," Ms. Eugene responded before excusing herself to the kitchen.In the connecting space between the garage and the main house without CCTV, Glenn and Connor debated about who the suspicious individuals might be,
Ms Eugene, who usually had a stiff expression, appeared shaken. Her gaze was run in all directions to avoid making eye contact with Arthur and Glenn Smith. She couldn't bring herself to face them."Why, Eugene?" Arthur asked again, still with a deep tone of disappointment.Ms Eugene struggled hard to swallow saliva. Her mouth remained tightly shut, repeatedly shaking her head, resisting the urge to answer Arthur Smith's questions, her longtime master.There was a fierce internal struggle within her. She hadn't expected to be caught, but a part of her hoped to be discovered so that she wouldn't suffer in silence for betraying them.No one had warned her how strong the trap of love could be, making her lose all sense of logic. When she felt that no man would love her and chose to dedicate her entire life to working for the Smith family, the charismatic man came, approaching her so gentlemanly.Roesli was skilled at charming her, melting the iceberg in her heart. Her days became beautifu
After finishing the story, Eugene bowed down; she was ready to face the consequences of her actions. Upon reflection, her loss seemed trivial compared to what the Smith family had experienced.She shook her head, feeling extremely foolish, questioning why, at an age when she should no longer be a teenager, she should fear opening up about her sexual adventures.Was it because the image she projected outwardly as a straight and virgin woman was actually false? An imaginary image she had affixed to herself so that people wouldn't know how intense she could be in bed.The vision of the leather suit and her moans in Roesli’s video recording haunted her again, and she truly felt ashamed, not wanting anyone to know.Despite everyone having a dark side, right?"So, Eugene, have you made a decision?" Arthur asked from his corner, observing Eugene grappling with her inner turmoil.Eugene looked up, not understanding the direction of her master's question. She inquired with her eyes, trying to
"Is this for real? What if your wife comes back?" Eugene asked after she arrived at Roesli's apartment.The elderly woman removed both of her gloves and was about to greet Roesli when he seemed reluctant to get too close.Pretending to be hurt, Eugene said, "Why, darling? Isn’t your wife still away?" teasing mischievously.In her heart, Eugene was truly disgusted with his pretense. However, she couldn't let Roesli take advantage of it without consequence; she had to make him pay for his cunning game."Because you've lost your previous job as a maid there, you can continue working here. Surely, it's no more difficult than your position there, right? My establishment is no bigger than the Smith residence," Roesli retorted.He gestured with his hands to show the size of his house—a three hundred square meter box located on the top floor with access to a private luxurious balcony with an infinity pool and a rooftop featuring a helipad."Do you want me to be a servant in your place? Ahaha,
"So, is it true that the woman named Amber is Glenn Smith's lover?" Roesli inquired after Eugene finished her story."Yes, darl—""Master, call me by the title 'master' as well," Roesli corrected, cutting off Eugene's words.His gaze wasn't focused on Eugene; his mind was wandering, searching for the best scenario to hurt the Smith family."You, call that talkative kid," Roesli commanded one of his guards with a hand gesture.The burly guard, covered in tattoos from head to face, stepped forward and, without asking, left the room. Eugene wondered who the 'kid' Roesli was referring to. Was it the man that the young master mentioned yesterday as the disrespectful lover named Amber?Eugene speculated about what happened to the young man after they were humiliated by Smith, who had driven them away. Her curiosity was answered when the tattooed guard entered, dragging the battered and swollen-faced young man.The young man lay limp, drool dripping from his swollen lips and cheeks. Eugene w