My Three Darlings by Anonymous

The study was brightly lit.

A man was sitting at the main desk. Beneath his white sleeve, he wore an exquisite watch that matched his manly demeanor.

Lowering his head while reading his documents, he had defined facial features with a pronounced jawline.

After he flipped through a page, he said, “Retract the funds I distributed to Lawson’s Group tomorrow.”

The butler bowed his head and said respectfully, “Yes.”

After that, the butler hesitated as he tried to take back his words, “Sir, I think… Miss Lawson seems different than the previous two candidates.”

During the day, it was the butler who invited Eliza into the house.

She looked very pure and innocent with her bright eyes. On first impression, she seemed like a likable woman with no ulterior motives in mind.

When Eliza first arrived at the Valentine family, she didn’t talk a lot. The only thing she asked was what Mr. Valentine liked and disliked.

It seemed that she didn’t care about the rumors at all.

Ever since Beau Valentine’s kids spread the rumors about his crazy personality and his disfigured face, it was impossible to find a woman who was bold enough to be Beau’s wife.

The butler didn’t want his master to miss the opportunity to meet a fine woman like Eliza.

However, Beau, who was sitting at the main desk, didn’t seem fazed at all. He said, “She couldn’t even pass that one simple test. She’s just the same as the others.”

The butler was speechless.

To the butler, that wasn’t a simple test at all.

Even a 50-year-old man like him would tremble with fear every time he saw Mr. Valentine’s younger son, Demarion’s hideous costume, let alone a woman in her early twenties!

The butler sighed. If Mr. Valentine continued to act like this, when would he find himself a girlfriend?

The butler was worried for Beau.

Right at this moment, the doorbell rang.

Trembling from head to toe, Eliza pressed on the doorbell.

To tell the truth, she really did run far away from the house just now.

Eliza was afraid of the dark in the first place. When she thought of the monster she saw in the brightly lit room, a chill went down her spine.

However, once she calmed down, she felt guilty about her actions.

she knew that Beau was a disfigured man with a twisted personality after the fire

this marriage, she should keep her

for a long time, she

pressed the doorbell with a pale complexion, her

guts to face Mr. Valentine

overcome her fears because

the doorbell rang for a while, someone opened the

housekeepers or the butler. It was a handsome young boy, who looked around 4 to 5 years

If it wasn’t because of that, Eliza would have thought that she

he turned into the living room. He pointed at the sofa and gestured

she didn’t know where the little boy came from,

the sofa.

“Thank you.”

water,

and walked to the small cabinet from beside.

“Wow.”

second floor, Demarion, who was the one who scared Eliza just now, widened his

you want me

Valentine hid his tall figure in the shadows as he looked at the terrified woman downstairs, who was still trembling. Then, he shifted his gaze and looked at his elder son,

rumors were spreading around about the fire that happened five years ago, a lot of people were aware of Mr. Valentine’s change in appearance and personality. However, only a few of them

cold and quiet personality. On the other hand, his younger son,

was usually indifferent to his surroundings, was making sure that a stranger was comfortable in

“Ouch!”

cotton, which was soaked in disinfectant touched the wound on her leg, only then did Eliza realize that she hurt

lowered her head and looked at the young child tending to her wounds. With the cotton balls in

exquisite chandelier shone on his pretty eyelashes, which formed small

didn’t know that a young child

his actions. Even her voice sounded gentle when she said, “Thank you darling, what’s

in Mr. Valentine’s

wound, he put a band-aid

“Braint Valentine.”

was done, he looked up at Eliza and said, “That’s

adorable face and hands. She couldn’t suppress the urge to touch his head, but Braint avoided

the sofa opposite her. Then, he

young age. He looked

about that

replied, “That’s because

the future. That’s why I have

fiddled with his tiny fingers.

this child know