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 jobs while balancing school as you take care

"I'm fine."

free from her pain. Talk to the butler later and beg him to

"Thank you, Mrs. Flores."

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 from now on,' she said, before sighing pitifully while staring at the scar on Irene's

uncomfortable whenever people

a bite of the bread, before turning around

passing, which was what happened at that moment. She chewed on the bread and randomly tapped on the screen of her

she saw a

eighteenth birthday party. In the photo, Rose wore a sophisticated tiara on top of her pale, long hair, dressed in a pink dress, she looked like a princess

before a three-layered cake with her eyes closed as she made her

wiped her tears away and looked

posted it on her social media account. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

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