Chapter 2

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

she agreed to this marriage, she

for a long time, she finally came

pale

the guts to

knew that she must overcome her fears because she

for a while,

the housekeepers or the

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

glanced at Eliza. Then, he turned into the living room. He pointed at the sofa and gestured for Eliza

know where the little boy came from,

on the sofa. Then, the young boy poured

“Thank you.”

of water, she

to the small cabinet from beside. It seemed like he was

“Wow.”

now, widened his eyes in surprise. Looking at the

do you want me to

terrified woman downstairs, who was still trembling. Then, he shifted his gaze and looked

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

quiet personality. On the other hand, his younger son, Demarion was a mischievous and

who was usually indifferent to his surroundings, was making sure that a stranger was comfortable in his house. He even poured water and tended

“Ouch!”

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

child tending to her wounds. With the cotton balls in one

chandelier shone on his pretty eyelashes,

young child like him could be caring towards

voice sounded gentle when she said, “Thank you darling, what’s your

you in Mr. Valentine’s

wound, he put a band-aid

“Braint Valentine.”

looked up at Eliza and said, “That’s

the urge to touch

stood up and walked towards the sofa opposite her. Then, he climbed on it

his young age. He looked

wondered about that

“That’s because this is

husband in the

head and fiddled with his tiny

How did this

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