Later on, when Virginia wanted to return back to her room, Miller suddenly showed up and called her.It was a rare occasion for Virginia to be called by Lusiana’s husband. Virginia was cautious because she used to be mistreated by males except Gerald.“Yes, Sir Miller. What can I help you?” Virginia tried to be polite. She hoped that this man standing in front of her did not have bad intention toward her.“I see you mastered how to cook beef steak. That is wonderful!” Miller praised. They key of success in his mission was to make Virginia trusted Miller. By acting friendly with Virginia would be the first step.“T-thank you, sir…” Virginia replied. She was still worried about herself.“No need to worry. I’m not going to scold you or insult you.” Miller tried to make an eye contact with Virginia but she did not want to look back at him, “Well yes! I want to ask for your help?” Miller explained the purpose of his meeting with Virginia. It was very surprising to know that a great man lik
Virginia stood in the grand hall, her gaze sweeping across the expansive space that would soon be transformed into a breathtaking setting for the annual internal banquet. The weight of the responsibility rested heavily on her shoulders, and an air of uncertainty surrounded her. As she looked upon the ornate decorations and the preparations underway, she couldn't help but feel a sense of inadequacy and a pang of insecurity.Her past, marked by painful memories and a lack of celebratory moments, left her feeling ill-equipped for the task at hand. Growing up, Virginia had faced adversity and hardships that had shaped her into a resilient, self-reliant woman. But the world of glamour, parties, and social gatherings seemed foreign and intimidating to her.In her mother's modest home, celebrations were scarce, and joyous occasions were overshadowed by the presence of her stepfather, whose harshness and indifference cast a dark cloud over their lives. Virginia had learned to navigate thr
With a reassuring smile, Susan assured Virginia that she would be by her side, lending her expertise and assistance in hosting the event. She emphasized that they were a team, working towards a common goal of creating a memorable and successful banquet. Susan's offer of support filled Virginia's heart with a newfound sense of hope and determination.With Susan’s visionary view, the banquet began to take its form. Virginia watched intently as Susan led the way. They brainstormed menu ideas, discussed seating arrangements, and contemplated the perfect ambiance for the occasion. Susan's experience and guidance provided Virginia with the confidence she had been yearning for, giving her the assurance that she was not alone in this endeavor.As the days passed and the banquet drew nearer, Virginia and Susan's collaboration blossomed into a harmonious partnership. They worked tirelessly, ensuring that every detail was meticulously planned and executed. Virginia found strength in Susan's
Gerald, though torn by the sight of Virginia's pain, knew that as the leader of the clan, he had a responsibility to address the situation. He stepped forward, his authoritative presence commanding the attention of the room. With a solemn tone, he extended a heartfelt apology to the guests, acknowledging the shortcomings of the banquet and expressing his deep regret for any inconvenience caused.His words carried the weight of sincerity and genuine remorse, resonating with the crowd. Gerald assured everyone that measures would be taken to rectify the situation and ensure that such a lapse would not occur again. He took personal accountability for the mishap and pledged to personally oversee the compensation process.To ease any concerns about the food's impact on their health, Gerald generously offered to cover any medical expenses that may arise due to the poor quality of the served dishes. His genuine concern for the well-being of his guests resonated through the room, assuaging
Miller's eyes widened in shock and disbelief, his voice trembling as he responded. "Gerald, please... I beg you to reconsider. The brewery is my livelihood, my family's legacy."Gerald's gaze hardened, his resolve unyielding. "You had no regard for Virginia's well-being, for her dignity. If you can strip her of her self-worth, then I can strip you of your precious brewery. This decision is final."Lusiana, who had been observing the exchange, interjected with a mix of anger and concern evident in her voice. Her jealousy towards Virginia is justified. Lusiana's envy of Virgina grew. She didn't expect her younger brother to defend his wife over his brother-in-law, who had done so much to advance their dirty business with their mafia clan."Gerald, this is outrageous! How dare you seize my husband's business?" Lusiana protested, her voice laced with indignation.Gerald turned his attention to Lusiana, he looked at Lusiana with disgust. Ever since Gerald had been sickly, he had kn
Virginia, weary from the constant mistreatment she endured within the mansion's walls, sought solace in the comforting familiarity of the kitchen. There, surrounded by the clinking of utensils and the savory aromas wafting through the air, she found respite from the coldness that pervaded the rest of her existence.As she busied herself, lending a helping hand to the kind-hearted maid Susan, Virginia felt a renewed sense of purpose. The kitchen became her sanctuary, a realm where she could create warmth and nourishment amidst the darkness. She poured her love into every dish, hoping to bring a taste of solace to others, just as she sought it herself.Unbeknownst to Virginia, a pair of curious eyes watched her every move. Cedric, captivated by her gentle grace and nurturing presence, found himself drawn to the kitchen like a moth to a flame. His infatuation with Virginia had grown steadily since her arrival at the mansion, despite the significant age difference that made their conn
Virginia entered her room, her cheeks flushed and her clothes adorned with patches of flour from the impromptu food fight with Susan in the kitchen. Laughter still lingered on her lips as she surveyed the space that served as her personal sanctuary within the mansion.“Gosh, Susan really pulled no punches!” said Virginia as she looked at herself in the mirror. What she saw there kind of explained why the elegant bodyguard was breaking his own character before. “I can’t believe I showed this ridiculous appearance out in the open! Even Harold who usually was reserved, was unable to hold his giggling down!”Then she turned around, looking at the place she was in. Her room, tastefully decorated in soft hues of lavender and cream, exuded an air of tranquility. Sunlight filtered through sheer curtains, casting a warm glow upon the polished wooden floors. A plush armchair sat in one corner, beckoning her to relax and unwind. A collection of books adorned a shelf, waiting to transport her
One sunny afternoon, Virginia found herself engrossed in a book while sitting on a cozy armchair in the mansion's living room. Unbeknownst to her, Michelle, fueled by her growing resentment, had hatched a plan. She quietly approached Virginia, a mischievous glint in her eyes.As Virginia turned a page, Michelle seized the opportunity. With a swift motion, she discreetly tied a thin string across the doorway, at just the right height for Virginia's unsuspecting legs. Satisfied with her handiwork, Michelle retreated to a safe distance, a devious smirk playing on her lips.Lost in the words of her book, Virginia rose from her seat, ready to stretch her legs and venture further into the mansion. Little did she know that her first step would lead to an unexpected encounter. As her foot caught the concealed string, Virginia stumbled forward, her body jolted off balance.Just as she was about to collide with the hard floor, Cedric emerged from around the corner, his keen eyes catching