Chapter 8 A Perfect match!

Chapter 8

Avery stood in front of the enormous building which seemed to be mocking her. She has always seen a mansion like this in drama but never thought there would be a day she would be given the privilege to stand in front of it.

“Miss, you've been looking at the building since we got here, I think it is better to go inside,” Emily said with a slight bow.

Avery had forgotten she came with someone, she didn't even realize that Lucien had already been taken inside where she stood at the entrance of the penthouse staring around to feed her gaze.

“Why didn't you inform me that we're the only ones left outside?” Avery asked before walking back inside the mansion with Emily trailing behind her back.

The entrance door opened by itself onto a grand foyer, with a sweeping staircase that led to the main sitting room.

“Wow, he must be rich to be able to afford this penthouse!” Avery mumbled mesmerized by the building.

“My lady, have you forgotten? Mr Lucien is the youngest billionaire tycoon in New York, he's the CEO of the industry you've always aimed to join, have you forgotten?” Emily asked, staring weirdly at Avery.

Emily seemed to Sense something strange from the way her lady had been reasoning, she could feel something was strange and different but she couldn't figure anything out.

“How could I suddenly forget it? I must have been stressed out!” Avery said, ascending the staircase that led to the sitting room.

A massive Chandelier was hung from the ceiling, casting a glittering light over the marble floor which got Avery's gaze fixed on, she was looking in awe that one would instantly know it was her first time seeing such things.

The living room was decorated with luxurious furniture and fine arts. She was still looking around at the whole living room when her gaze settled on Lucien who was at the window side staring through the glass.

Avery could see his tall broad shoulders, with piercing blue eyes and a strong chiseled jawline. She could see his hands wrapped against the tobacco stick, which reminded her of what he did earlier today.

Lucien had puffed out the tobacco smoke at her which led to her being mocked by him.

“Butler Lee, is my room ready?” Avery asked the moment she descended the stairs.

“Yes…it's ready” Butler Lee stuttered fearfully while looking at his master who was still silent, not saying anything.

Even, the maids were exchanging eye contact with each other, it was more like a surprise that their master's wife wasn't forcing himself over him which seemed more shocking to them.

“Then, I'll be going to my room!”

“Lead the way to my room, Butler Lee!” Avery said.

“Huh, I should lead the way to your room? Oh, okay, ma'am!” Butler Lee said and slightly bowed at his master before walking towards Avery.

“Get back, here!” Lucien's cold voice was heard but Avery never stopped since her name wasn't called.

“Yes, First Master, I'm here!” Butler Lee said and rushed back towards Lucien.

“Eileen, get back here!” He thundered furiously with a smug expression.

“Oh, you are speaking to me?”

“I'm tired, let's talk tomorrow!” Avery nonchalantly said and turned around to leave, not bothering about the weight of her words.

Everyone in the living room had a speechless expression on their faces as they found it more surprising that the lady wasn't intimidated by their master's aura, strangely they seemed to love the atmosphere.

Even Emily who was sluggishly walking behind her lady couldn't help but be taken aback as the person she knew would have run thousands of miles back to the master of the Smith family even without being called and yet she boldly rejected him.

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NEXT MORNING.

“Miss, Butler Lee is outside,” Emily said, slightly tapping her Miss to get off the bed but seemed she had forgotten she would be resuming work immediately after her wedding.

“Tell him I'm not awake yet,” Avery mumbled with her eyes closed.

“Miss, Your husband sent for you and besides you need to get ready for your new drama, have you forgotten you can't get there late?” 

Almost immediately, Avery heard the word work, she instantly sprang to her feet, she had forgotten that she was a whole different person in another person's body.

“Did you just say drama?” Avery asked slightly confused wondering what the owner's work has to do with drama.

“Yes, My lady, you're at the last chapter of the script reading, and shooting will begin today!” 

“What shooting? What script reading? Does that mean I'm an actress?” She asked.

“Yes, My lady, why are you asking such a strange question?” Emily asked.

“Knock”

Almost immediately, a knock was heard on the door, “That's Butler Lee, Miss!” 

“Mrs Eileen, My master sent for you and you have just three seconds to come downstairs!” Butler Lee said.

“Tell him, I'll come downstairs when I'm ready but right now I'm busy!” Avery said not yielding to Lucien's commanding words.

Emily covered her mouth with a worried look. “I'm sorry, Miss, I should have woken you up earlier for you to be able to meet up with your husband.”

“Miss, let me quickly freshen you up!” Emily hurriedly rushed inside the restroom to get her Miss bathing water ready leaving the confused Avery inside the room.

“Will I be able to keep up with her work?” Avery wondered, even though she had always hoped to have her work, she never thought a day would come when she would be allowed to have a job.

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Avery's gaze scanned the glamor dining room. The opulence of the place made her gasp momentarily not expecting the dining room to be finer like the living room until her gaze landed on him, the sole figure among everyone in the dining room, weirdly she could only see him.

Her reaction lasted for a split second as her expression instantly turned cold. Without waiting, Avery proceeded straight down to the dining table, straight to the right pulled the chair beside her so-called husband.

“Serve my food!” She ordered instantly, not bothering to spare a second glance at the man who was just an inch away from her.

She has made up her mind right from the moment she was given a second chance not to allow anyone to stumble upon her or use her for their good.

The maids were so shocked that they exchanged glances with each other but they didn't hesitate to serve the food. After all, an order from their master's wife is the same as their master's order.

The atmosphere around the ten-foot-long table was a little bit tense; the two people sat next to each other.

“Thud!”

The loud sound of something hitting the dining table caught Avery's attention but she nonchalantly didn't raise her head rather she acted unbothered. Though she was scared she made up her mind not to be intimidated or seen as an easy target.

“Is this your three minutes? How dare you defile my order?!”Lucien's cold voice broke the silence at the table.

Avery slightly looked up, her gaze meeting him briefly before dropping her cutleries.

“Can't I have a simple breakfast in my husband's house?”She calmly asked.

“Why did you think I came downstairs? I'm here to have breakfast not to yield to your order! I'm not your maid, so why should I listen to you!” Avery said boldly, she would be lying to herself saying she was not scared.

A cold light flashed across Lucien's eyes as he clenched his fist boiling in rage as he looked at a lady who had confidently defiled his order not once but twice which had never happened to him.

“You have just a second to get on your knees and apologize for defiling my order, Eileen!” Lucien sneered.

A weird idea ran through Avery's head instantly and she didn't hesitate to pick the orange juice on the table close to Lucien and before he could think of anything, orange juice was already dripping down from Lucien's head onto his face and soaked his expensive leather jacket.

Everyone shared a glance as they couldn't help to think their master had finally found his perfect match.