(Dahlia POV)"But Sir Venal, I don't know how I can pay if it's better for Grandma to bring—.""The important thing right now, Miss Dahlia, is to save the family that you are caring for." Sir Venal has a point. I can't think straight anymore, especially what I prioritized, how can I pay the money I'm wasting now.Grandma was taken to a dear medical institute.Sir Venal's face was tired and he was personally taking care of everything. Who am I to him to worry like this? Until I found myself in a beautiful room for Grandma, and her face was looking better.Sir Venal approached me…"Miss Dahlia, since you have nothing to go home to now, I can lend you one of my flats." One of his staff approached him and gave him the key. I immediately shook my head."Don't stop Sir Venal, I won't be able to properly repay you for coming and taking care of me and Grandma. I can't accept that.""But you need to rest properly Miss Dahlia. You have work tomorrow. But if you want to rest tomorrow, that's fin
(Dahlia POV)When Grandma woke up, she immediately asked for food. Then he complained why his stomach hurts. I explained to him his situation. And I was showered with complaints. Why did I take him to the hospital, when this is the place he hates the most?"Grandma, I'll just buy you something to eat, and I'll just ask the Nurse what you can eat."“Tss. It will definitely reduce my wealth again. Why did you bring me here? How much did this hospital ask for? Then I should just be in the ward, huh? Are we just in a cheap hospital?”"Yes, grandma." I lied, just to calm down.Money can only be found, but a person's life, not. Grandma, you worry me a lot.I went out of the room to ask the Nurse, when I stopped because some hospital personnel were staring and shivering while watching TV.“Oh! It seems that the new story of Miss Yuki Carter will be a movie! Look at the performance!""I read that yesterday. Really beautiful. So within one week of releasing the book to the market, it sold out
(Dahlia POV)While I was quietly waiting inside the Van for a writer thief, Cedrick suddenly laughed. He knows the truth. The Carter brothers are thieves. I just closed my eyes and sighed. Do I just let Yuki steal my hard-earned story? But I have nothing against them... I'm just a rat, who will try to fight against arrogant cats.But when I opened my eyes... "Look. The speech you made earlier immediately caused trouble."The tablet was in front of me, and Yuki could be seen defending the reporters."He really stole my book. Don't pretend that it's really his…” My hand was shaking hard to get the hem of my dress. And what Yuki said in front of the media just stunned me, what will people who say that he is a thief face. He even cried in front of the screen... He should not have become a writer, but an actor instead.“I will file a case against whoever claims that I stole the book. I never once stole, my own hand wrote this story. It took me a while to publish the book, because I was sti
(Dahlia POV) Miss Yuki's lawyers were in front of me, then her Editor... Mr. Owen. Like Miss Yuki, she has the arrogance that she has to defend that her writer wrote that story, 'The One who owns the Deadly Gazed.'"So, miss, if you don't want to go to jail, just serve as Miss Yuki's assistant. You can't pay him anything as compensation."Then my phone rang... I stood up because in the other room of the police office, many victims of Grandma's house fire were also there. If I can't pay them, I will go to jail. How about Grandma?What bad luck is coming to me one after another? What's this for?When Sir Venal came… In the middle of the problem I was facing, this person… suddenly appeared in front of me. I'm bothering him a lot... He's feeling it too.(Venal POV)I thought that my two men who left Miss Dahlia at the hospital would soon deliver Miss Dahlia to the company, I was wrong. Since Master Dryzen had arrived, Miss Dahlia was not there yet, and I didn't notice that. I hastily ma
(Venal POV)"Sir Venal..." A voice to stop me from examining some jewelry. I know her voice, and my assistant said earlier, that Miss Dahlia has been looking for me. My eyes lifted, and I smiled at him. I removed my glasses, to wipe away the fog... "Why are you doing this?"I don't know anything about this question. I also don't have enough time to spin this conversation. Master Dryzen's grace period is only one day away. If Miss Dahlia can't be brought into the conversation, Master Dryzen will make the holy mat."I just want Miss Dahlia to take the special job. That's my intention why I'm ready to spend a lot of money. I'm going to give you a hint about the special job, even if it's not possible." I approached a chair... And pulled it out for Miss Dahlia. "Sit down Miss Dahlia."He shook his head. He simply accepted my offer.I breathed a little in secret… I need to be patient, because otherwise I might not be any different from Master Dryzen."In that special job, nothing bad will h
The deity of love punished Dryzen Storm the Grand Prince of dragon for dishonoring a few dragonet love. He sent to the world of human, where the werewolf reigned currently. He might be killed by the werewolf as his blood was the key for their immortality and cured their phenomena disease, if he didn’t find the key stone to return on the realm of dragons. Dryzen thought it was an effortless challenged, but thousand years has passed searching for the key stone still he couldn’t find it. Currently he is the Domineering CEO of the Storm Corporation. He is unstoppable acquiring the precious stone of the world.Dahlia Ofemia’s is a simple woman with dreams to be a famous writer, influenced to write by his Grandpa who adopt her and the owner of a humble Milktea Shop. Her Grandpa loves to tell the story about the lonely dragon prince, and Dahlia decides to give a shot to write after her grandpa’s fictional idea. One night the moon is full while walking in the rush hours street, an accident i
(Secretary Venal POV)After Miss Dahlia makes her exit the tension grows more intense. There is a deafening silent when suddenly Master Dryzen laughter fill the entire chamber. Everyone feels an intimidation, which makes us bow down in his direction. His laughed turn into a chuckle.He is entertained. “You know Venal, I think the two weeks I have given to you are too long. It seems like century. I think I might run out of my patience for you to persuade that woman. Of all the women I married, she is the only one who gives me a strange attitude. She struggles to fought but it was obvious that she is weak. How long will she stand to decline my offer? She is getting into my nerves.”I admit, what he is telling me is not good to hear. Still rooting he doesn’t try to rush this matter. Two weeks was not enough for me to convince his chosen. Having a tea with her is tough to request."Just make sure I don't get bored and have my schedule full for I wouldn’t dare to cut my given time to yo
(Yuki's POV)Everything seems placid to me. Too comfortable early in the morning. Taking a welcome breath of the moist air. It is fresh and too serenity. I guess there a group of people praising my name without my knowing. I will be glad.“Miss Yuki!” I incline my head toward the direction where the voice come. “You have a call. It is from Mr. Owen.” It is the butler.I immediately got up from my seat, and approached the butler before he could get to me. I grab the phone, and Mr. Owen happily greeted me in the line. I know it is impossible to reject the manuscript I sent to him. It is my hurl to them and will change their perspective about my stain reputation. They will be glad, satisfied and flattery words will never omit again. No one will gonna believe now how they discriminate me. I am still the best writer, ever. Tsk.“Good morning Mr. Owen. Your call, I expect that you have a good reason.”“Miss Yuki, your so awesome! I am delighted with your masterpiece. The novel you submitted