Riley found herself serving her four arrogant yet downright gorgeous masters inside Madame Lacey's mansion. She badly needs money for her ill grandmother so she stops attending school and starts to work for those men who caught her heart at first si...
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Chapter 9: Let's Get Wasted
Riley woke up with a good feeling but she didn't remember what happened after she collapsed. She did remember the part when she served her Master Jay on his dinner and then she collapsed in front of him. And after that, she didn't know.
She stood and left the maids room to find Jay and asked him what happened to her that time. But instead of Jay being the one she'll meet, Ethan crosses paths with her.
"How are you feeling?" he asked. Worried is written in his eyes. "Miss Anderson told me you were burning in fever while you're lying on your bed. She said she's about to treat you up but Jay stopped her and told her to let you be."
Riley gritted her teeth. That lunatic! Heartless lunatic! I hate him to the core!
"And you were three days asleep. I'm thinking about taking you to the hospital but when I called them over the phone, they said that there were too many patients so... yeah."
She blinked. "For real?! I'm three days asleep?!"
He chuckled. "Yes. By the way, when Miss Anderson told me everything, I rushed and sneaked into the maids room and checked up on you with a fist aid kit." he bit his lower lip. "Uhm, sorry for touching your forehead. I was trying to check you if--"
Ethan's words were carried away by the air when Riley gave him a tight hug.
"Thank you... For taking care of me." she whispered in his ear.
Ethan tapped her back. "It was nothing."
Riley chuckled and faced him. "Yeah, what are friends for, right?"
He was taken aback. "H-Huh?"
She innocently smiled. "What are friends for? We're friends, right?"
Ethan scratched his nape. "Uhm, y-yeah... sure, uh... whatever."
She didn't know if it was her imagination when she saw a weird emotion in his eyes. Sadness maybe? She shook her head.
"Anyway, I gotta go. I have lots of duties to do since I slept for three days."
