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Chapter 2 Attitude

Word Count: 1638    |    Released on: 03/09/2024

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tray full of food. After placing it on the

s since they took me and locked me in this room. There was always a guard outside the door, so I couldn't leave. I couldn't think of any way to escape from t

other to look back; it was probably just an

n't you e

around. My eyes met with those of the man I hadn't seen for four days. Since that night, he hadn't return

e the food?" h

ut every time he spoke, it sounded like t

yself stepping back in fear. His strides were long due to his long legs.

u really have the nerve to defy me?"

rasp my arm tightly, which was turning red from his firm grip. He pulled me harshl

g me back today. Be quick because you'

ted my gaze and did as he said. Fried rice, eggs, hotdogs, and a sandwich were on the tray, along with

s reaction; I just finished the food and drank all the orange juice. Thinki

head was creased as if something was wrong with what I had done. The door opened, and two se

d saw that it was a black shirt and black pajama pants. It looked like

he ordered au

to change. One thing I liked about this room was that the bathroom was sp

ike his. Maybe every time he saw me, his anger flared even more because he tru

it! Fa

is brow furrowed when he noticed my hair was tied up. Why? It was hot. It was normal for it

ut

n were outside, seemingly keeping watch. They lowered their eyes as we passed them. He walke

lls were grand. I couldn't help but glance around, realizin

se, and I couldn't remember how many there were because they wore different sk

smet!" he

d of all the servants, judging by her aura and her all-black outfit. Sh

e greeted the

hat what they

en and show her what need

me. A brief flash of distaste crossed he

me, se

er by her name. She doesn't deserve any kind of

eñorito," the o

still watched us from afar. There were two younger servants who seemed to be just a year or two younger

es, then arrange the pots," Manang Osmet

face, continued to watch me. There were many trees purposely planted in selected spots to enhance the garden's beauty. There were a

for me. These kinds of tasks aren't new

verything, more than a maid would because I did all the house chores-cooking, cleaning the house, doing the laundry, ironing clothes, and whatever else they asked me to do.

bonsai leaves. I also watered the flowers, ensuring I did it correctly because it was taught to us in Agricult

and wiped my sw

hless. It was as if I had spoken magic words

repeated, but this tim

o is cal

he

big. How would I

room," Manang repl

we had passed the dining room earlier. I

e is

diately bowed their heads. Manang Osmet

she said and

side the mansion and headed straight for

king them difficult to wash. They weren't that dirty, but there were so many of them that fini

cleaning the living room, I heard him say, "Yes

n't physically hurt me. Aside from following his daily orders, nothing is new. He doesn't let me leave the mansion, but that's fine with me; the mansion's vast grounds are enough to

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