The Billionaire's Caged Elf
I didn't explain, merely obediently lowering my head, my voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "I'm sorry... I'll clean up these dirty things right away."
Outside the window, in the garden, a maid watering the flowers deliberately raised her voice, her words clearly audible inside:
"Hey, did you hear? That elf monster secretly asked me how to please human nobles, what kind of gift to give to a man like Mr. Anders! Oh my! Could she be delusional, thinking of seducing Mr. Anders?"
"Ha! With her? A lowly elf prisoner, daring to dream of Mr. Anders? Dream on! If it weren't for the elves' mischief, Mr. Anders' parents wouldn't have gone missing. That Jovia should spend her entire life atoning for h
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