ログインSecretly, Moza felt a wave of confusion at the glaring inconsistency between the strong Kageo she had just glimpsed, and the frail Kageo sitting before her.Was this some kind of game? Or was this the harsh reality of the rare illness he suffered from?Whatever the truth was, Moza was determined to seize this opportunity. She had to observe and understand who Kageo Limantara truly was—a man who appeared both fragile and dangerous at the same time.Seeing Moza still frozen in place, Kageo slowly maneuvered his wheelchair with both hands. He approached a small sofa and issued a quiet command."Sit. I cannot eat if you stand there like a statue."Faced with such a rebuke, Moza had no choice but to draw closer. She sat on the small sofa, barely half a meter away from him."Feed me one spoonful first. If it doesn't taste good, you may stop," Kageo murmured.As requested, Moza opened the lid of the pomegranate pudding. Its vibrant red hue stood out in stark contrast against Kageo’s pale ski
"I—I am Moza, the new maid," Moza stammered, her voice trembling. "I did knock, but perhaps the Young Master did not hear me."The man fell silent. His gaze lingered on Moza’s face for a long time as if he were savoring every second of the nervousness radiating from her."Moza... you should have waited until I opened the door."Hearing his voice, Moza was now certain that this was Kageo Limantara. However, his health was clearly not as fragile as the rumors suggested. The proof was standing right before her eyes as he was able to walk and move independently."I apologize, Young Master. It won't happen again. I am only here to deliver the pomegranate pudding as instructed by Master Rezon.""Brother Rezon," Kageo repeated with a frown as if he found it hard to believe. "In that case, just leave it on the table."Without needing to be told twice, Moza turned and stepped toward a small table in the corner. She placed the tray containing the pudding down with extreme care. But just as she
After leaving Master Markus’s room, Moza followed Thalia’s swift, decisive steps.As they walked toward the servants' wing, simple chandeliers cast a dim, amber glow every ten meters. The floor beneath them shifted from opulent marble to utilitarian gray tiles, and the surrounding high walls were painted a sterile, stark white."This is the servants' quarters," Thalia said without looking back. "Outside guests are strictly forbidden. Even the Young Masters rarely come here unless it is for something of grave importance."Thalia continued to lead the way down a corridor that sat lower than the mansion's main floor. Small doors lined both sides, each marked with a room number and a wooden plaque bearing a servant's name."I will show you to your room. Ninda has already delivered your suitcase," Thalia stated flatly.They reached the very end of the hallway where only one door remained. Thalia reached into her pocket and pulled out a silver key. After a sharp turn in the lock, the brown
While Moza was still reeling from her own conflicting emotions, a deep voice resonated from the doorway."Abi, do not go around calling strangers your mother."Every head in the room turned in unison. Standing at the door was a man wearing a white shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He stood about 185 centimeters tall with a sturdy posture, broad shoulders, and long, elegant fingers. His face was perfectly symmetrical, anchored by a pair of pitch-black eyes. His expression was cold, yet a flicker of tenderness appeared when he looked at Abigail.Moza recognized him immediately as Rezon Limantara, the second son of the family. He was a neurosurgeon and the head of Limantara Medical, a man whose name frequently graced international medical journals as "The Silent Healer."When Rezon saw Abigail clinging to Moza’s waist, his thick brows knitted together sharply."Abi, let go," he said flatly, his voice quiet yet sharp enough for everyone to hear.Abigail looked at her uncle
"I will keep those secrets as long as they do not violate the law or harm innocent people. To me, loyalty is the pride of a servant."Upon hearing Moza’s answer, Elbara sat back in his chair with a calm expression. Now it was Elzen’s turn to move. The man leaned casually against the edge of the desk while folding his arms across his chest."It is my turn to ask. How can you tell the two of us apart, especially when Elbara isn't wearing his glasses and we are dressed in the same clothes?" Elzen challenged her with a serious face. "If you call us by the wrong name or serve the wrong person, it could cause internal conflict. Besides, there are still our two older brothers, Dastan and Rezon, as well as our younger brother, Kageo. We all expect precise service."Moza remained silent for a moment. She observed them both, noting their identical faces, matching posture, and even their nearly synchronized hand movements. Her efforts in gathering information about the Limantara family were
With long strides, Thalia led Moza away from the foyer. They arrived at the back kitchen which was equipped with advanced stainless steel appliances, high-tech ovens, and two young maids busy chopping vegetables."This is Moza. She is an applicant. She will be preparing the soup and pudding for Master Markus. Both of you stay quiet and let her work."Without wasting a single moment, Moza donned an apron and washed her hands. With practiced skill, she cleaned high-quality shark fins from the refrigerator. She boiled them for two hours with fresh ginger, pandan leaves, and lotus root slices to eliminate any fishy scent and to improve blood circulation.Next, Moza sautéed a blend of spices and incorporated them into the shark fin broth. She stirred slowly with a wooden spoon to ensure the texture of the broth remained silky and did not break.For the pudding, Moza used fresh pomegranate seeds that Thalia had provided. She mixed them with almond milk, natural gelatin, and forest honey







