"Lady Grace, she is precious to me." Mrs. Pole said while smiling but knowing her for a long time, there was a warning behind her words.
"Nana, I'm not a child who is thoughtless, I already have children, you raised them remember." Lady Grace said and they continued their walk.
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"Elisia" The young master calls her name while she is serving him a cup of black coffee which is so fragrant that Elisia wonders where the bean came from as it smells really good.
"Yes, young master?" Elisia asked while standing at his side, holding the tray.
"What would you like as a reward for your service?" Grey unexpectedly asked. Elisia looked at him who moved forward with elegance from his chair and had sipped from the coffee she made.
"Young master, we are both on the receiving end, no need for any reward" Elisia monotonely answered.
Grey listened to her but didn't react.
Suddenly, Elisia thought and said
"But if you must insist, I would love money, but only if you have spare that is"
The relationship they have is something muddy, Elisia suddenly came up with the idea that if she asks for money, it will remind her that she is being paid by him to be fucked. That she cannot expect something more than that.
Grey was baffled.
Is she insulting him?
Of course, If money is what she wants, he can give. Spare? he had so much to spare that the hundreds of her next-generation grandchildren would still not be able to spend it all. What Grey was expecting for an answer is something more valuable than money.
He looked at the clueless Elisia. Does she know what is the importance of the question he just asked?
Well, what Grey has in mind and Elisia's on her mind are very opposite to each other. If they knew what each other was thinking, they would flip.
"......" Grey looked at her and Elisia looked at him very innocently.
He smiled.
"Young master, you smiled! you just thought of something funny, didn't you? mind telling this servant?" Elisia asked cheekily.
Nevermind. He will just choose some of the properties in his assets for her Grey thought
Each of those assets is something that one cannot obtain even if they have money.
This she deserves.
Knock. Knock
The door opened and Elisia took a look to see who it was.
"Young Master" Terry greeted and bowed. He was wearing his usual butler uniform, Black trousers, tie, and suit with a white polo inside. His clothes suited him and his blonde hair was gelled back as usual, but today, Terry still looks the same but a bit down.
Elisia gave him a meaningful look like I will talk to you later.
"What is it?" Grey asked without even looking at him
"I have brought important news and -" Terry said and walked to them while holding a cup
"This is what you had asked." And Terry put the cup on the table.
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Rebirth of Once was a Mistress
RomantikOnce upon a time, I was a bitch, I was a Mistress So what? What's this story about? Just read the Damn title. (book1 Rebirth of the Mistress) Advisable to read this first