Secrets of the Rousseau Villa

A man stared out his window with a glass of red wine in his hand. Classical music played smoothly as he stared aimlessly out the window. He ran a hand through his silver curls while taking a sip on the wine which was as thick as blood.

A lone look filled his face, and his hand squeezed the glass cup hard. Suddenly the sound of glass breaking resounded around the room. "Oh, oh, oh no…. Master Rousseau I— I don't know what happened-"

A small face girl knelt down on the ground and scrambled to pick up the shards of glass fallen on the ground.

Someone barged into the spacious room, breaking the serenity that filled the area. The butler didn't even flinch in his cold expression upon meeting the scene of the small faced girl scrambling around.

The butler Marcel simply blinked and said. "Such a foolish mistake…. Has it been too long since you were disciplined?"

Constantine didn't bother looking back at the commotion in his room.

"Master Constantine…. I apologize- I-"The girl cried out, try