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..."

would do something

another. They were

at the horrendous scar on Irene's face with satisfaction and said, "You are going to serve that b*st*rd in the South Block! That

and

pay.

Mrs. Woods!" Irene's head snapped up as she

looked at Irene. His expression betrayed the mixed feelings he

the double pay, Irene said gingerly,

brought a dog

know what breed it is but it's gigantic and rather ferocious." The butler frowned.

at him

must be into fighting! Be very careful! If his dog doesn't get you, he might." Though the butler was worried he could

mind," she blurted out in

does not 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

are coming up, and