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, but I understand. They'd lose their jobs if they didn't make me suffer. It's only been an hour, but the hostility, occasional shoulder brushing, the con
, don't think your pretty face is enough for you to b
arge pot of pasta before me. My job was to drain it and hand it over to the chef making stew. I walk over to the sink, and just as I'm about to pour it ov
rl. Someo
Just wait, someone else says. I recog
ced to my knees by the shock of it. Sh
e meals for the likes of you. Forget about calloused hands. I'll make sure ther
. Tears form in my eyes, but I suppress it. If
s. I scream at her. She takes a few
n her face was replaced wit
She spits out, ch
r wasn't a very befitting countermeasure to take. So
voice says just as she'
e-aged woman. I hadn't notice
from my room, please
ands and strode towards me. She w
arted to protest bu
ouple's dispute? When things iron out between the boss and his
ed or opposed. Mia turned pale and unsteady. Staggering, she left th
noticed my scalding foot. I stretched my leg before her,
. Chief said, handing me the bottle. A small smile cut thr
you, e
as chief. I'm the head maid as well as the man
I say to her, relief
ent to rescue me f
meal; when it's time to serve, you'll
lly, but I ignore them. As long as Meimei
ng than my father's men. We served the food and stood waiting for Aeshuma to arrive. I wonder how he managed to find fifty warlords, but then again, he is an Aetheris and an ex-mafia lord. Soon he arrives with a man I recognize very well. It's the balaclava man. He must really love
shuma says. Surprisingly, the
olting. For someone who killed the man I loved, he had no
olting hypocrisy. I mutter t
g, Lottie? Aeshuma says suddenly. I
lets out a guttural laugh, t
tiently for this feast to be over. Do you t
Abel Sham's dau
ou; now you're whatever I
better go back to my position if I wanted to be alive. As I walk back to my position, my eyes meet Mia's coincidentally. She's reeling in excitement. I feel so embarrassed; Aeshuma had reduced me