Brazenness Tames the Workaholic Trash

IX

[ATHANASIA'S POV]

"LILY! IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!" Athy helplessly cried. Lily crossed her arms on her chest with a disbelief expression.

"then what was that? Princess! You're the one jumping on him! He should be the one doing it!? Do you know that everyone is talking about His Young Grace's Boss Bride! Everyone saw how you jumped on him!"

Wait - What –?

Athy face palms at Lily's words. So she thought that she jumped on him. Now, she's scolding her because a man has to jump on a woman.

"LILY! JUST WHAT'S WRONG WITH EVERYBODY HERE?!" she can't help but cry in disbelief.

Lily replied, "I don't know! It's just everyone is shipping you with the young master and that happened! Everyone is gossiping that a Little Red master will soon be born! It's spreading so fast until the territory boundaries."

Athanasia flumps on the couch and groans in frustration.

*knocks*

Lily opened the door. Beacrox who had his stern face scowled the time he had a glimpse of Lily. Lily also frowns at his sight. The two kittens were looking at them alternately.

"meow!" On jumps from Beacrox's shoulder to Lily. She purrs and glances at Beacrox who's scowled vanished. The little kitten is teasing the poor man.

"hah." Beacrox's long-suffering sigh echoes, "you are needed by the Lord."

"what does the lord need me for?"

"he wants to hire you as a head maid, for the time being, Madam Lancet will be retiring soon." Beacrox explained and took On back, "he'll wait for you."

He said as he turn back and left.

"Lily..." Athanasia called, "you looked like a middle-aged couple fighting..."

"PRINCESS!"

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[CALE'S POV]

Cale sat down with a huge frown on his face. The call finally connected to the Palace. Cale can see Alver with a big bright smile on his face. What's wrong with this bastard? He cursed under his breath.

"Grand Marshall Cale Henituse."

"Your Majesty, Emperor Alver Crossman." He greets with a smile on his face.

"The shining shooting star of Rowoon, I received news you found the lady in distress who cursed you."

Uh. How did he know that?

"Everything was handled swiftly by My Emperor Hyung-nim..."

Both of them had smug expressions plastered all over their faces.

"I shall wait for the grand wedding then."

"what wedding are you talking about?"

"well... good night, Dongsaeng!" Alver cuts the call without warning.

Just what the fuck is wrong with him?

He shall ignore the crown prince then. Married? Who's going to marry? Him? Impossible!

[it shall be close.] The mature boulder who went 'kyaah' a few moments ago seriously said.

[right! It shall be close!]

[this xxxxxxx. I will definitely xxxxx them after!]

[I shall support you!]