His Eagle Eyes on Me

"Irene, what are you doing standing there? Come help! We are welcoming another young master into this house. The butler is bound to have chores for you," Mrs. Flores yelled. Irene set her purse down and hurried over.

An hour passed, and Mr. Woods' car pulled up outside the mansion. Shortly after, he entered the house, and the argument that took place between Mr. and Mrs. Woods echoed throughout the living room. "Lucas is my son. His mom has abandoned him, and I can't just let him die!" Mr. Woods roared. "I am sending him to the South Block precisely because I don't want you to throw a tantrum! If you still can't take it, get out of here!"

Stunned, all the frustration boiling within Mrs. Woods turned into tears. She could never leave the Woods family while all her children were here. This was her home.

"Why would his mother abandon him after raising him all these years? Why is she sending him here now? It is surely all a part of her plan to get a share of the money!" sneered Mrs. Woods as she wiped away her tears.

"You are reading too much into it! His mom is getting married, and the guy doesn't want to raise her son!" Mr. Wood said. "Now that I've brought him home, he is a Woods!"

"Fine! There are more b*st*rd children out there, and this is probably not the last one you bring home!" Mrs. Wood screamed at the top of her lungs. "I won't ever be kind to that b*st*rd child! He better hide as far away from me as he can in the South Block!"

A while later, the butler re-entered the kitchen.

"Who here is willing to go to the South Block to take care of Mr. Lucas?" the butler sighed. "If you go to the South Block, you will be fully responsible for the care of Mr. Lucas."

"I'm not going. Going there means we are challenging the Missus..."

right! Who would do something that

servants whispered to one another. They were all reluctant

with satisfaction and said, "You are going to serve that

and protested, "Mrs. Woods,

your pay.

Irene's head snapped

betrayed the mixed feelings he had about the appointment. "It should be a rather relaxing job,

Irene said gingerly, "I will work

Lucas has brought

it's gigantic and rather ferocious." The butler frowned. "I wouldn't want you getting bitten

at him

so I'm pretty sure he must be into fighting! Be very careful! If his dog doesn't get you, he might." Though the butler was worried he could do nothing to help

mind," she blurted

work out, we will see what we can do," the butler said. "You have quite the debt, don't you? You did take out a loan to

up, and