Zeon Holt:
I arrived at my workplace and took a seat to unwind. The food was in the package I had prepared for Maleeka, or at least that's what I had told everyone. That's when my security guard entered the room, holding it.
"Sir, what should I do with this?" he inquired.
"Put it here," I grumbled, rolling my eyes. Did I have to spell everything out for them? These ignorant folks, including those siblings and Cynthia, who seemed to cry incessantly, really got on my nerves.
The irritating family's issues and the constant presence of their royal guards only added to my existing frustration.
As soon as I settled in and leaned my head back, I had this strange sensation as if someone was watching me.
"Are you going to keep staring at me?" I asked, slowly opening my eyes to gaze at her.
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