my younger b
love story of a powerful
all ten fingers severed, l
n a quarrel with Alfred Robinson, said, "You
on family with a face that ins
the one who unde
son, said, "I wish
at I want is for you all t
essed against my cheek, a
lways too sexy to
ong lashes fluttering. "Sir,
gainst my skin as he sta
d of high heels ec
ay, and I fell
ckly left
, you went shopping for new clothes by yourself?
, "I just like shopping. It
playful teasing,
o plunge into this moral qu
ked out with my head down. "Sir, Madam, the young
tly and said, "Hurry up,
important, as if I was
ore marrying to Alfred Robinson
oose curls over her shoulder, and the overwhel
t help bu
housekeeper is still too young. When Mr. Smith
tered, and my nose turned red. "Sorr
remarked, "I think she's fine, diligent and perceptive
gaze almost pi
my face as I turn
owerful CEO and an ordinary
have ended a
nd dirty inside, Alfred w
at they ended up w
fester, making them suffer the consequen
uce Alfred and des
f I was cold-blo
shed most, including her identity as Mrs.
her crumble day
troy the dream he buil
ax's clear voice inte
e Robinson family didn't greet his parents f
hadn't be
etly played games with him, and att
testament to my efforts, and
d an overbearing mother
y preferred my
. She stood up from the
didn't school teach you manners? Coming home without gre
nd slipped out of my embr
. "Madam, I'll go upstairs to
ax doesn't need dinner. Let him learn thi
nd mouthed, "I'll make you