“Mr. Macay…”


    Just when Cyril wanted to continue to exin something, he saw the man grabbing the girl’s arm and dragging her down from the bed.


    Her center of gravity fell unsteadily to the ground and her knee was skinned, but she bit her lip to prevent herself from making painful sounds.


    Then, she didn’t know how she was taken out of the room and hotel. All she knew was that Raymond was really angry, tonight.


    He was really angry.


    “Mr. Macay…”


    Cyril was stopped by Lay and could only watch the girl being forcibly held in his arms by the cold and severe man. He could see that Danae was very afraid of Raymond.


    “Master, let’s pretend that nothing happened tonight.”


    “But Danae…”


    Before he had finished speaking,y interrupted coldly－


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    His pupil was constricted. Miss. Macay belonged to Mr. Macay.


    What did this mean?


    … …


    Joe looked at the clock. It was already veryte.


    She didn’t know what did Danae do with Cyril tonight, but it’s not a bad thing for Joe herself.


    Presumably, Danae should already know her position in Macay family.


    Seemingly noble and carefree, in fact－


    She was also a good of interest.


    Men like Raymond never need so－called love and he had no feelings.


    To him, women were nothing more than useful and useless.


    “Sir…”


    Hearing Susan’s voice, Joe stood up and saw only the man who entered the room and…


    The girl’s knees were bleeding. Her cheeks were red and her body was shaking.


    “Did you go to the bar?”


    Joe said deliberately, and the smile on her face was scorn. Danae seemed to feel very ufortable and nauseous, and her steps were unstable.


    However, they all could felt the coldness from Raymond.


    Joe acted like the hostess and coldly nced at the flustered girl, said：


    “Susan, cook some sobering soup for her. Have you drunk a lot by apanying Cyril tonight?”


    Apany…


    This word used to only be used on Joe.


    And now…


    Danae felt disgusting about this word. She looked Joe ruthless who was acting like the hostess right now.


    Joe saw the coldness in the girl’s eyes, but so what?


    Now Danae was like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting for punishment, but this time it was a bit wrong. Joe was still waiting to see how pitiful she was being punished.


    However, Raymond narrowed his dark eyes and a word overflowed between his thin lips, but it was enough to make Joe fall into humility from his pride－


    “Fuck off.”


    These words were spoken to people who did not have the surname Macay and to people who did not belong here.


    Joe’s smile froze. At this moment, she only felt cold. He told her to get out of here.


    … …


    When Joe left, Macay family quieted down.


    In the mansion at night, Danae stretched out her hand to pick up the sober－up ginger soup, but the man was one step faster than her. He held down her arm and only heard the sound of the bowl falling to the ground and breaking apart.


    “Sir…”


    This was the first time that Susan had seen him so angry. He almost dragged Danae upstairs when the girl fell on the stairs. He also pulled her arm in the shade, regardless of the wound on her knee.


    The sound of the door closing heavily could already felt his anger tonight.


    The girl kneeling on the ground seemed paralyzed by the pain in her knee and the feeling of dizzy by the alcohol had passed.


    She lifted her eyes, and saw Raymond’s extremely sinister eyes.