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The day rose to great weather. Birds were chirruping as a competition to the cawing of those crows, and amidst all the commotion, Scottie was yapping his hunger off in barks.

"Calm down, lad!", jabbered Jacob, massaging his white beard a bit as his slender veined arms took the fresh meat from the locker.

The kitchen was brimming in a good delicious chicken smell, which must have disturbed Scottie's sleep earlier than usual. Well, even Harry was on his legs to get a good taste of it.

"I need to say, Anna, you have got great magic in this!"

She giggled. In a white apron, yellow leggings, and hidden red sash top, she was shining in a ponytail like the childish look, tending to the turkey and the chicken grilling their ways on the frying pan and oven respectively.

"When will it be ready?"

"In a minute!"

She ran to the side drawer, to get the dressing for the salad. The ice cream made with her own hands looked as sugary as ever and completely set, while the pulses and the rice remained hot inside the kettle. The bread and cheese were ready on their plates, and whoever needed a fresh start off with some orange juice could gain her recipe of a better lemon-orange mix!

Harry began to take the plates slowly by slowly, placing them on the table

Anna smiled on noticing him help

"I feel better with you around, Harry. Thank you!"

He blushed hard and smiled,

"I do this often. It's no big deal. Feel free to ask for help"

She nodded and walked to the dining table. Eight chairs and all empty.

Where is he?

'I'll call Master"

He must have noticed her hesitation and he walked inside the office room, it seemed as the door had printed italics saying, "O-F-F-I-C-E"

She looked around for Scottie and the gardener. He was outside, beside the bench.

"Uncle Jacob!'

She went running to him and held him but the fingers,

"Come and eat with us!"

Shook, he remained still.

She tugged harder and pushed him inside. Giving him a seat, she sat next to him. Then serving him a normal dish, collecting all of the pieces from different dishes, she smiled,

"Go on and eat. I'm waiting for the response-"

She couldn't complete it.

Out of the door flying open, in a red it and tie, he walked, all pompous and great. She stood up, out of the manners and so did Jacob. However, he was shivering a bit.

"Why is he here?"

Harry looked shocked too. He ran eyes to her and back to the gardener.

"Sorry Master", he bowed multiple times and began to scurry off back to the garden when a hand-blocked him. 

It was Anna.

And she was not having any of this.

"It's my food. I decide where they eat. And food must be respected and eaten only on a table"

He locked eyes with her and sighed,

"Anna, there are rules here and we obey them"

She smiled,

'I agree, Master. But when nature doesn't have rules for superiority and inferiority, why does the richest man on the planet have it?'

He sniffed a little.

He was annoyed.

"Anna, we do hope you get along well with our ways", Harry pleaded, hoping this awkward situation ended.

She bit her lower lip.

She smiled again and got up,

"Your wish, Master, and your rules. I ain't breaking any of it."

But she looked furious.

So furious that she just bit off her way into the kitchen without another glance.

She felt he was rubbish. Nothing but mere trash. 

And her hatred grew so much, that the boy she had seen, pleading for her to stay with her was nothing but a jerk!

The thought made her bite on her thoughts.

And the following night, she called her mistress,

"Mrs. Halsey?'

"Yeah, I'll take the deal. I will destroy him"