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After a bizarrely fun trip with Assistant Brown, the car finally stopped in front of a massive building-the largest car dealership in the city.As the engine died, Livia saw several people near the entrance making their way toward the car like they were expecting royalty. Or a problem. She wasn't sure which one she resembled more."Who are they? This is a car showroom. Why did you bring me here?" Livia asked, suspicious.Brown didn't answer. He simply stepped out, opened the door with gentlemanly flair, and gave her a look that screamed savor the mystery.Livia frowned. Don't smile like that. That's your warning face. That's your "chaos incoming" face."Why did you bring me here?" she hissed, eyeing a tall man in a sleek suit walking toward them with practiced grace.The dealership staff greeted Brown with deference, one even introducing himself and offering help with anything he needed.Livia pulled Brown aside and whispered through clenched teeth, "Can we talk-privately?"With a sim

More and more flowers bloomed around Damian.That once cold, distant face was slowly softening. The stiffness that had always clung to his expression like armor was gradually melting away-revealing a man who, for the first time, looked truly human.A man who could be liked, not just worshipped as the President Director of Alexander Group."Ha ha ha!"Damian burst into laughter, unable to hold it back. His face flushed red as he tapped the armrest, replaying Livia's expression from last night in his mind. He wished the morning had never come."What's so funny, Young Master?" Brown asked, though he already knew. What else could bring that kind of joy to Damian's face, if not Livia?"Secret," Damian replied, grinning like a mischievous schoolboy.He looked exactly like a man in love.The car pulled into the executive parking lot. Damian stepped out, still in a buoyant mood. Even in the elevator, the smile lingered on his lips like sunshine that refused to fade.Brown could feel it-today

Livia sat at the kitchen table, absentmindedly popping strawberries into her mouth one by one. Around her, the chefs bustled about preparing dinner, but their movements barely registered. She was watching, but not truly seeing.Her relationship with Damian had been... surprisingly smooth so far. He was no longer the cold, untouchable figure he once was. He spoke to her now-like a real person. Like a man. And yet, Livia knew better than to be hopeful.She kept her distance-emotionally and physically. Damian didn't love her. To him, she was just the maid he married. Nothing more. Now that Helena-the woman he truly loved-was back, Livia suspected he might be confused. But love didn't lie. Eventually, it would return to where it belonged.Sighing, Livia pushed aside the empty strawberry box and stood up. She needed to talk to someone. A real human being.She was about to head to the back house when she spotted Jenny, her sister-in-law, lounging on the living room sofa. Livia walked over a

It turned out Assistant Brown had been right all along.Was he psychic?He had predicted everything with disturbing accuracy.That morning, Livia received a call from an unknown number. When she answered, a sweet, melodic voice greeted her-Helena's.She spoke kindly, almost affectionately, before sliding in the real purpose of her call:"Can we meet? How about some coffee?"Livia almost choked.So this was how it happened? Helena contacted her first? Not only did it make her threats to Brown yesterday seem idiotic-it also made her feel ten times more humiliated.Now, sitting across from Helena in a quiet café, Livia lowered her head, trying to hide the shame blooming on her face like unwelcome vines. She could practically feel the embarrassment crawling under her skin.Helena looked effortlessly elegant-her flowing black hair framed her face perfectly, her full lips curled into a graceful smile. She nodded politely when the waiter brought over a glass of coffee for her and mango juice

Livia knelt down and began taking off Damian's shoes. She moved more carefully than usual-he had been silent ever since getting out of the car.His face looked tense and irritated. Assistant Brown's warning echoed in her mind, making her heart pound all the way up the stairs:"Young Master is in a very bad mood. So don't refute anything he says."Of course, she never dared to refute him-not even when he was in a good mood. She always obeyed.But why was he upset this time? Was it because of Helena again? Livia's mind swirled with questions.Once she finished removing his shoes, she placed his house slippers gently by his feet.Just as she was about to stand, Damian pressed a hand on her shoulder, silently forcing her back to her knees.Livia's chest tightened. This wasn't just a bad mood. He was furious."Did you meet Ele today?" he asked coldly.Ba-dump.'How does he know? Is he really watching me that closely? Is Brown following me? How can he always read my movements so accurately?