Bianca was dressed in a classic lace gown, looking delicate, but her face was swollen in anger. She couldn't believe that bastard laid his hands on her body like a husband dressing up his wife.
She was standing close to the entrance alongside feet with the maids in a single line, heads down to their feet. Waiting patiently for the master of the house to leave. Her hands were folded in front innocently like a child waiting for her Dad to leave home.
Soon after, she heard footsteps approaching, hitting the marble floor. Everyone shrieved... A tall figure with aloof looks on his face..
The Butler walked behind him, holding on to his briefcase. The air in the room becomes thick and unbearable for anyone to breathe. It was filled with a strong aura seizing the throats for the air to pass t
