It was followed by a chiming sound that always notified hosts of a report. The system's words didn't register on Agatha's brain. The girl was more focused on watching Paul talk over the phone. She was no longer sporting a tense look because the introduction and congratulatory part had already ended.As they both wanted to take a breather and escape from the lively and noisy crowd below, the two went up to the second floor and were now at the open balcony. Currently, the man was talking wit
From one of the rooms on the second floor of the mansion, a woman's loud scream suddenly reverberated throughout the place, alerting the people dancing in the wide hall below. As people who were staying on the same floor, Agatha and Paul were also one of the people disturbed. But unlike some of the curious guests, they didn't choose to rush over. One other reason for this decision was Agatha's eye signal to Paul. And the latter, still feeling a bit guilty about his girl being assaulted by a crazy admirer of him, readily compromised. Anyway, with or without them, there were still many others that abandoned the dance floor and came over to see what caused the rich wife of a Government Department Secretary to yell in fright. Look and behold, what they saw was something they never ever thought of ever witnessing before. It was the sight of a naked woman on all fours atop a transparent coffee table situated in the middle of the room. There was also a familiar midd
Of course, everything did not end that night. Needless to say, itfuelled five things to take place.First, that room, which still stunk of something unspeakable despite having been perfumed and cleaned, would be forever closed down. Or at least it would never be used again to entertain guests anymore. Actually, Cindy and Harry even wanted to burn the whole mansion down. Thankfully, the masters of the house came back to their senses and decided to just never let the room be opened and used forever, not even as storage.Second, as Harry later on said, the unspeakable history of the room would still forever haunt them, making them unable to stomach looking at it or anything from it. They would also be embarrassed to use the house for another event.Whatever it was, the news about this epic party would eventually die down. But strong memories wouldn't. Just the sight of the door itself could easily remind them how a shameless bitch turned an import
Same Sunday, the evening of Agatha's first appearance in the world as a member of the Silvers. When more than an hour already passed after Madison was found doing something disgusting in one of the rooms.Agatha was still dumbfounded even after hearing the details more than five times. Her new parents had already apologetically dismissed the guests, which meant the party had already ended, yet she was still feeling at lost.A minute later, the system finally finished laughing and let out a notification sound.******
"...Huuu....." Agatha deeply sighed and tried to calm her tense nerves. Afterward, she focused her eyes on her steps since she was currently climbing up a long staircase. The staircases in the academy were child's play compared to the one in this mansion. Her pair of stilettos were no jokes too, so it would be a complete tragedy once she slips or tumbles down. Paul was not with her this time so there would be no one to help her up or prevent her from falling. In short, she had to be extra careful. When she finally stepped into the second floor, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, that vanished when her eyes unconsciously passed by the right wing. There, the busy maids and house-helpers tidying the accursed room didn't escape her notice. Agatha's lips twitched a little when she remembered just exactly what caused this house-helpers to frown, and for that short while, she didn't know what to think. "Baby?" She took back her eyes from the right side and met the gaze of P
A dumbfounded look crossed Maurice's beautiful face, instantly replacing the bored one she had a second ago. This testified to the shock she felt after hearing the notification. Not long after though, she immediately turned back to normal and disinterestedly asked, 'That girl banned me from obtaining any intel from you? When did she?'Instead of getting pissed at the answer, the woman only went silent for a while and then laughed. Afterward, she shrugged her shoulders like the shocked face she made earlier was nothing but an illusion. 'Oh? Great! She's made a nice move. At least I won't be up against a brainless host.'Maurice's hand reached out to the shower gel on her right. She was being drenched in water under the shower. While washing up, she also recalled the news reported just a while ago. Her eyes then twinkled in amusement as she thought, 'It seems she wants to show me she's not someone I can easily crush?''...I really want to laugh at her face. Can't she realize, she's
He didn't know when it all started.He didn't know when the fair skinned doll-like little girl always laughingly playing with him under the tall mango tree of his home's backyard started to become so distant. He was not given any sign.One day, he just found her distancing herself to him. He was allowed to see her, stay with her, but it was very obvious to his eyes which never left her figure. She was trying hard to hide her thoughts and heart from him. She was no longer the same. Or probably she was still the same to everyone. But no longer to him.Since the moment he realized this truth, he began thinking to himself what had gone wrong... If he had done something wrong. That time, he didn't know what caused all of their closeness, promises, and happiness belonging to themselves turned into mere delusions of his. He just knew that the sudden change was scary and baffling.Honestly, he was deeply hurt too. The young him couldn't accept that his childhood sweetheart just suddenly bec
It was another Monday morning. As he stood under the usual spot, the mango tree which was probably the last witness of 'them' that he failed to bring back, the playful rays of the sun kissed the smooth skin of his gloomy face. Due to this, he had to end his daydreaming, open his eyes, then move one of his hands to shield them from the glaring light.He was currently on the campus, to be exact, the first year junior high block. Few people were around as it was still very early. At least, there were still about forty minutes before the flag ceremony and first classes. Since today's Monday, many students would be late, a consequence of enjoying their weekends too much. This worked to his advantage though as being seen by many people never registered on his plan.He approached the tree and crouched down. After that, he stared closely to one of the odd surfaces of the lower trunk and ran his right forefinger on it.There were words on it. To be precise, there were letters inscribed usin