When I opened my eyes, I found myself resting in an unfamiliar room. There was a gentle smile that welcomed me. The girl offered me some water and spoke in a soft tone."You should get some more rest, Miss. Master will visit you soon."Since my vision wasn't clear yet, and my body felt heavy, I ended up falling asleep again.The next day, I woke up to the same smiling face, which I had thought was just a dream."Ah, Miss, you're finally awake?""Who are you?" I asked as I slowly got out of bed with the girl's help."My name is Sunny, I'm a maid of this mansion," she replied, assisting me to sit on a chair. "Miss, wait here, I'll prepare your bath.""No need, I would like to speak with your master," I said."Miss, you should clean yourself first," Sunny insisted, pointing out the blood on my shirt.I noticed the stains on my shirt, realizing that they had not changed me at all. "Then, I'll bathe first."After my bath, different sets of clothes were prepared for me to choose from. Seeing
After breakfast, Antonia returned to her room. A few minutes later, a doctor came to visit and check on her, accompanied by Lucas, who was curious about her condition. "How is she?" Lucas inquired, watching from a distance as the doctor examined the gunshot wound. "No worries, she's perfectly fine. Her wound has healed well," the doctor reassured them. Antonia felt a sense of relief upon hearing the news. She had been worried that the gunshot wound might cause complications, but it seemed that her fears were unfounded. "Is Mr. Augustine here?" Antonia asked, wondering where he was. She was surprised that he wasn't present when she woke up. "Ah, he's busy with some matters," Lucas replied. He debated whether to tell Antonia what Victor was doing, but ultimately decided not to share the details. At this point, they were acquaintances, not close friends like they used to be. They didn't owe each other any explanations. However, in the back of his mind, Lucas wondered if Antonia had r
After breakfast, Antonia returned to her room. A few minutes later, a doctor came to visit and check on her, accompanied by Lucas, who was curious about her condition. "How is she?" Lucas inquired, watching from a distance as the doctor examined the gunshot wound. "No worries, she's perfectly fine. Her wound has healed well," the doctor reassured them. Antonia felt a sense of relief upon hearing the news. She had been worried that the gunshot wound might cause complications, but it seemed that her fears were unfounded. "Is Mr. Augustine here?" Antonia asked, wondering where he was. She was surprised that he wasn't present when she woke up. "Ah, he's busy with some matters," Lucas replied. He debated whether to tell Antonia what Victor was doing, but ultimately decided not to share the details. At this point, they were acquaintances, not close friends like they used to be. They didn't owe each other any explanations. However, in the back of his mind, Lucas wondered if Antonia had r
"Mr. Augustine, did I say something wrong earlier?" Antonia chased after Victor as soon as they were done with dinner. She hadn't finished her meal when he abruptly left the room without saying a word, leaving her and Lucas alone. "Nothing, I just have some business to handle. Please, go back and enjoy your meal," Victor forced a smile, not wanting Antonia to worry about him. He knew that telling her the truth would only burden her further, and revealing his identity could hurt her deeply. He had lied, hurt others, and was prepared to keep his secret until his death. "Very well," Antonia agreed and returned to the dining area. There she found Lucas, who seemed unfazed by what had happened and continued with his meal. "Lucas, can I ask you something?" "Me?" Lucas was surprised that Antonia wanted to talk to him. "Sure, ask away." "Mr. Augustine, I mean, Aug, did he have a lover before?" Antonia became curious about Victor's romantic life. Since their conversation earlier had touched
Antonia continued to reside in the man's residence for the next few days. Although she had the freedom to leave at any time, she chose to stay longer. The man was pleased with her decision to stay, as it allowed him to ensure her safety. Since he had no leads on the people after her, keeping her close was the best way to protect her. Antonia tried to learn more about the man during her stay, but even the household staff seemed tight-lipped about their master. Edward, the man's personal assistant, was particularly reserved and rarely spoke when she tried to engage him in conversation. No matter how much she prodded or questioned him about the man, Edward would only respond with a smile and say, "He is the best master." Eventually, Antonia gave up trying to gather information and decided to simply enjoy her days under the man's care. She slept well and felt as if a great burden had been lifted from her shoulders. Her phone rang frequently, with Brady asking about her whereabouts, but sh
Chen's residence. Megan was busy with her lessons as she had just finished filming for the past few days. She was full of energy as she had been out with Charles and the man they had been spending time with for the last few evenings. What made her even happier was that Charles had informed her that she would soon be a part of their family. "Finally, I'll be an heiress. I am the only daughter of the Chen family. Those girls who used to look down on me, ha-ha, finally, it's my turn to look down on them." As she headed down the stairs to get some food from the kitchen, she heard a loud noise coming from the main door. "I wonder what's going on," Megan said as she went to take a peek at what was happening. When she arrived at the scene, she saw her father, who was being held back by the servants, entering the house. "What do you mean I can't see my own daughter? Where is she? Tell her to come out this instant!" Megan's blood boiled as she felt disgusted to see her father. How she wi
During the time Victor visited the Chen residence and left, Lucas was inside the car, laughing his heart out. He could see how shocked Madam Chen looked and how silly Shen Chen's face was when the bodyguards stopped him from hurting her. She was pounding on the seat as the driver and Edward, who were in the front, looked as if they were wondering what was so funny. "Edward, did you see that?" Lucas giggled non-stop as he grabbed Edward's shoulder, pointing at the scene happening outside. "Just look at Shen Chen's face. As if the world is collapsing in front of him. I wonder what's going on inside his mind." "You shouldn't laugh too much, what if they can hear you?" Edward sighed as he brushed Lucas' hand away. "Hear us? This is a custom-made SUV. It's bulletproof, soundproof, and it's a seven-seater SUV, and it's spacious as well. Do you know how many people own such an SUV?" "No, please enlighten me." Actually, Edward knows, for he was the one who ordered the SUV to be customized.
In one of the poorest areas near the outskirts of the city, Charles Chen arrived in front of a building. The people outside looked at him curiously, wondering what a person like him was doing in an area like this. The area was home to the poorest people in the city. Most of them didn't have any work and lived their lives by stealing or doing dirty work for others. It was the way of living there. Only the strongest got to live decently, and the weak lived like animals, begging and fending for their lives. "Where is he?" Charles asked his men, curious about the whereabouts of the person he was looking for. "They said he lives on top of that building." His men pointed at one of the decent buildings in the area. It was one of the few buildings that was not run down and was still standing firmly. Most of the buildings in the area were on the point of collapsing. "Hmm, let's go then." Charles followed his men, along with a few bodyguards, as the area was not a safe place for someone like