Faux Vows, True Desires

"If you guys won't let me join your game, then fine, I won't. But I'll set a trap for Liam that will knock his socks off. You all need to keep this hush-hush. If anyone dares to spill the beans, I'll make them cough up all their savings."

The servants laughed, "Liam is like your plaything, Ms. Tiffany. You can mess with him however you want. We won't object."

For them to interfere would be like having a screw loose.

Tiffany took off.

The servants continued their card game until they heard a familiar car sound. They quickly wrapped up their game and by the time Liam walked in, everyone had scattered.

"Ann."

Liam called out to the butler as soon as he stepped inside the house.

"Liam, why are you back at this hour?"

Acting nonchalantly, Ann emerged in front of him. He would never be able to guess that she was one of the card players just moments ago.

"I came back to grab something. Why is it so quiet here?"

With a twinkle in her eyes, Ann replied, "Everyone has finished their chores in the afternoon, so it has gone quiet. Liam, what kind of bustle are you looking for?"

"No big deal, it just felt a bit too quiet. How's Ms. Tiffany doing? Didn't she invite you guys for a card game?"

Ann chuckled inwardly. Liam was clearly concerned about Tiffany yet trying to avoid her.

"Ms. Tiffany is quite comfortable here as if it is her own home. Your parents are quite fond of her and have told her she can stay as long as she likes. Ms. Tiffany is so busy; she barely has time to play cards with us. But today, she did join us for a game and as luck favored her, she won all the bonuses you gave us."

help but laugh, "She's got quite the hot hand. No worries, I'll give you guys more bonuses next time. Whenever she's free, you guys can play a few rounds with

money, just give it to her directly. Why do you

can go about your work.

money, Liam was in high spirits. He couldn't help but smile as he

Liam's retreating figure, Ann thought, "Didn't Ms. Tiffany say

Ann, do you really

Liam was speechless.

of all the rooms on the second floor. Tiffany always stayed in that room whenever she visited. Although it was a guest room, it was larger than the

But he didn't walk in, just stood in the doorway, peering inside for

she and Tiffany had played a few rounds of cards earlier, which meant that Tiffany had been

hadn't changed the password

could easily be waiting in his room to

hiding for a while, and she was probably not too happy about it. He wondered what she would do

headed straight to the study. The item

As soon as he entered, a bunch of stuff fell on him from above, squirming and

faux creatures that had fallen on him. As he hopped

he hadn't seen anything yet when Tiffany pulled a

him backward. With so many beans scattered on

earth bought

the farm below the manor grew

certainly

was pushed to the wall by Tiffany, his entire body pressed against

came to his senses, Tiffany was leaning over him, her hands on either side of his head, smiling at

by her activity

you yelling? I can hear