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I nodded again, he right, we both very sensitive personality and we barely used shares our problem let felling to each other, the only thing we used is the bed. "Let's start from the beginning," Jayce said, reaching out his hand for a handshake, "Nice to meet you, I'm Jayce, I've been admiring you for quite a long time but I've never found the courage to speak up before," he smiled, introducing himself. I smiled shaking his hands, "I'm Rachel," Jayce then suddenly took my hand moving to my lips, planting a gentle kiss on it. "Do you mind going on a date with me, tomorrow,"

He could tell that Ralf had something to say. “Please be quiet, everyone.” Ralf had a certain reputation in the ancient martial arts world as the butler of the Balch family. The initially noisy bar became silent as soon as he opened his mouth. In an instant, Ralf became the center of the attention. The fat man still had a friendly smile on his face as he stood on the stage.

((SENA)) Butler Nazi and some helpers met us when we came back. Their smiles revealed that they already knew the secret, and I had a hunch that Lea and Jane weren’t able to keep quiet. I was right. Anyway, Butler Nazi looked the happiest. And his bald head was shiny as ever.

"Sarah, why don't you go say ur byes byes and pick up your belongings. Don't let us delay this fine gentleman. No?" Sarah nodded in response, leaving them behind. A few minutes passed, yet Sarah was yet to come out "Sorry to ask, who are you to the Ragon family?" Linda asked, trying to break the awkward silence. "A Butler." James replied. Linda was surprised. A Butler wasn't really important nowadays, but yet the fact that a Butler was sent to pick Sarah up meant two things. Either Sarah wasn't of much importance to them, or the Butler was some kind of high post within the Ragon family.

Tyler Location: Alpha Blake's office Wesley sat on the chair prompt in front of the desk. Blake sat on his chair, Harou sat on the desk corner with one leg resting on the desk, the other steady on the floor. Damian, leader of the primord vampires, sat in the sitting area on the right side of the desk. I paced back and forth on the new wooden floor. Pensive, my arms crossed behind my back.

Every detail and exquisite piece of decor looked like it had been plucked straight from a design magazine, but I knew better that this was just a glided cage. When I wandered into a side hall on the second floor, I spotted an elderly butler with grey hair and a tuxedo, meticulously polishing a massive grandfather clock. When he saw me enter, he immediately stopped and gave me a polite bow. "Ms. Reed." "You are?" "You may call me William Baker. I'm the butler of the Radcliffes," he said in a warm voice that carried the cadence of a classic Canverlian butler. "William Baker," I said with a nod. "Is there something wrong with Mr. Radcliffe in the head?"

His eyes settled on me. “I’ll be in the office for a while. Butler Charles will show you around,” he said. I only nodded, avoiding his gaze. Moments later, he turned and left. Butler Charles straightened again as he turned to me, keeping his posture polite and humble. “Madam, it’s truly nice to meet you. I’m Butler Charles, and this is Martha, the housekeeper of this mansion,” he introduced them. The housekeeper gave me only the faintest nod before she finally spoke.

I turned around, to find him looking at me in his usual shuttered way. “Oh, hey Jeff,” I greeted, keeping my voice even. My palms were already becoming clammy. Butler Jeffrey scrunched up his nose again, at the sound of his name. “Just call me Butler,” he recalled dryly then looked at the maid. “You can leave, Celeste.” He dismissed her. I watched as she hurried away, seeing my chance of getting information slip away from me. “Whoa Butler. What's the whole subterfuge for?” I asked, keeping my voice extremely casual.

Ashley said in a pitiful voice, "I think he met with an accident on the way to the office. I don't know much about it because Noah didn't tell me much. I left the hospital thinking that if I were in the hospital, my fans might come and make a ruckus in the hospital. Noah is in the hospital." Hearing Ashley's words, the Butler immediately said, "I will go to the hospital right now." Ashley was very happy to hear this because her purpose had been fulfilled. "Yes, please go but don't tell Noah that I told you about Arthur's accident because Noah wants to hide it." Butler nodded and said without thinking about it. You don't have to think about it. I won't mention your name." Saying this, Butler

The Williams family still had other men left… For example, a particular butler had come with Alvin. He was a powerful martial artist with hidden skills. The butler moved quickly. His attack was directed straight at Drake’s heart. Drake reached out indifferently and grabbed the butler’s neck as he immobilized the latter. Alvin’s pupils shrank in shock. He knew just how skilled his butler was. How could his butler be so powerless in the face of this enemy? With a crack, the butler’s neck snapped.