His Eagle Eyes on Me

The old woman's last words echoed in her mind, followed by her devastated cries.

...

Two days later, Irene arrived at the Woods' mansion after settling the old woman's funeral.

Ever since the old woman had fallen sick, Irene had been working in the kitchen of the Woods family's mansion.

The money that the old woman earned each month was sufficient to support Irene through college. Being the grateful child she was, Irene would help with chores in the Woods' mansion whenever she had time. This was after the old woman had secured a job in the mansion.

All the servants in the mansion knew Irene and took rather good care of her.

"Irene, how's your grandma? Are you still going to work here? The butler asked about her yesterday!" a servant who knew Irene asked.

"Mrs. Flores, my grandma has passed away," Irene muttered while lowering her gaze.

dear! Perhaps it's better that way. You will exhaust yourself, working between

"I'm fine."

it was hard to watch. Now, she is free from her pain. Talk to the butler later and beg him to let you stay, or you won't be able to pay for your tuition." Mrs. Flores tapped her on the

"Thank you, Mrs. Flores."

tired. Look at how skinny you are," Mrs. Flores said before handing her a piece of bread. "This is the leftovers from breakfast. Eat this! I feel sorry for you to have to live on your own

still felt uncomfortable whenever people

of the bread, before turning around to take

had not been able to control her tears ever since the old woman's passing, which was what happened at that moment. She chewed

eyes, she

photo, Rose wore a sophisticated tiara on top

cake with her eyes closed as she made her

her tears away and looked at the photo

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social media, and she always posted a photo of Rose celebrating her birthday every year. It was the reason Irene