The maid led him to the restroom while Ralap continued to negotiate with Timothy.

As lan rounded a corner, he overheard two other maids gossiping.

"She thinks she's all that, hasn't eaten all day. Let her starve."

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"Pfft, she's just one of those girls who'll hop into bed with any guy. When she arrived, Mr. Patric was carrying her in his arms, the

shameless thing."

In this place, a woman's status was pitifully low. For a woman, to be invited to a social gathering was a rare honor.

To be openly carried in a man's arms was a fantasy too bold to even dream of.

These women were thoroughly domesticated, and they naturally saw Maja as an enemy.

lan asked the maid who led the way for him.

"Have the Bradshaws had any visitors?"

"Yes, Mr. Patric is here. The master of the house insists on treating him as an honored guest. He's brought a woman with him."

A man and a woman—it had to be Patric and Maja.

After returning from the restroom, lan still stood behind Ralap.

It was clear Ralap hadn't persuaded Timothy, who insisted on waiting another month to decide.

The old man left in a huff, with a storm cloud of displeasure on his face.

lan, nevertheless, was invited to stay. His standing was well-regarded among the four great families.

exceedingly polite to

I've had a room prepared

the maid to the so-called

fell and everyone was asleep, he pretended to go for a

he passed by a room

windows had small holes, but they

curtains half-drawn and a person clearly lying on the

there a long while until the person in

first thing Maja did upon waking was rush to the bathroom

forced that unknown drug on her, her stomach had been in

the adjacent lab was shut, and the lock was

door could enter her

felt

window, where a silhouette was reflected

she parted the curtains, she

what brings you

without saying anything, he walked

watched his retreating figure, with her brows knotted in

was Maja, but with Patric at the Bradshaws'

extremely cautious.

"Just taking a walk."

maid didn't suspect, and remained

and would like a snack,

continued

the corner, Patric approached from the opposite direction, with Timothy

at this late hour.

to see lan, having assumed

the man in the black

lan with

"Sir, not asleep yet?"

three degrees lower than

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