ALESSIO’S POV After the successful dinner meeting with my co-partners in the Excavation Project in my private office, I instructed one of my bodyguards to call the butler, Benjamin. It made my blood boil to catch my personal maid peeking at the remote corner of the third floor. ‘Does she already have an idea of what’s in one of the rooms there? I have to figure that out.’ “Your Excellency, according to your bodyguard, you wanted to see me, sir,” Benjamin said as soon he entered the study room. In the dimly lit, opulent study of my grand estate, I sat behind my imposing mahogany desk, seething with anger. My sharp eyes, usually filled with authority, were now ablaze with irritation as I faced Benjamin, my loyal butler, who stood with utmost respect before me. “Benjamin, can you explain to me why I had to personally catch my personal maid, Arabella, peeking at the remote corner of the third floor, which is explicitly prohibited?” I said, my voice dripping with frustration. Mainta
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