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William

"What???" Y/N smirked. "Stop looking at me like that." She gave me a wicked smile.

Is this Y/N? She looks like other person. Plus she is not wearing a gown right now.

"Thank you, William." she walked closer to me. She did not used any title but that's... fine.

"For what?" I forced a smile and look at her in confusion and curiosity.

"For killing this old man of course." She pointed at her 'father'. "You saved my life, you know? So now, I don't have to live here anymore." She added.

"Saved your life huh?" I smirked. "Why are you so happy to see your 'father' died?"

"He's not my father! i-" She inhaled.

"He adopted me. But he... No, everyone in this house treated me like shit, more like a servant. A slave..." she mumbled the last word.

She looked at me with sorrowful eyes. I was shocked to hear that but kinda glad that I killed that man.

"About your money. It's all in there" she pointed to a big vault behind a big frame of art. "I will open it for you."

"You do not have to do that." I do not need those money too so I do not bother to take them.

She went to the frame and remove it aside before she open the vault. It was full of money. I am not surprised because that man is a really wealthy noble.

But maybe I understand why she hated him. Money is not enough to make her happy.

"I still want to give them to you, William." she looked at me with soft gazes.

"If you don't want it let's donate to charity or to the orphanages." she smiled before taking a bag to put the money in it.

Oh Y/N still a nice person. She is not as cruel as I thought.

Suddenly Fred came in and he looked surprise when he saw Y/N. Then he shifted his gaze to me, looking at me confusingly.

"I think we should go now, William-san. The police will be here in 30 minutes." Fred said before he left me and Y/N alone again.

"Uhm, can I kill the others? Like everyone in this house, please?" I was shocked by what she asked. Did she just asked for my permission to kill people?

"No, Miss L/N. Please do not get your hands dirty." I said with concerns.

"Fine. Let's go back." she frowned slightly and pouted while walking to the door but stopped halfway before the door. "And... Just call me Y/N."

It's not like she never got her hands dirty before.