Aster Veren
Episode 159's

- Villa

I opened the door to Mr. Ansel's office slowly, hoping not to make a squeaking sound that could disturb the lady's sleep.

Yes, she should be asleep by now because of the sleeping pills I put in her favorite green tea. I didn't want to help Hans at first, but after hearing Hans' explanation about the busy lady recently. I got it.

I also often see Mr. Ansel's office lamp still on at dawn, it means that miss does not sleep all night right? And again when I bathed the lady, the lady's expression looked very tired. There were even dark circles under his eyes.

Inevitably, I'm the one who's worried about the lady's condition so take part in Hans' devious plan to get the lady to rest for one night.

"Hans, miss is asleep." My words made the man rush over to miss Aster.

"I'm sorry miss, I was forced to do this for the good of the lady." He said, holding the body of the lady and taking her to go to the bedroom of the lady.

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"How's it?" I asked Hans who had returned from the lady's room.

"Safe, it looks like the sleeping pills you're mixing up work really well." He answered, pulling an empty chair in front of him. Then his hand immediately grabbed the empty glass and filled it with water.

"Thank God the lady can rest too, I'm really worried if the lady gets sick too." I said as I squeezed the apron that adorned my body.

"We will not use sleeping pills again in the future. We've used it enough."

"really. I'm afraid there will be side effects if miss keeps taking it." My words agree with Hans' words.

"We must take care of the miss as best we can, do not let the enemies of the Veren family approach the miss and harm her." Hans suddenly said.

"What do you mean?" I don't know what he said, no! Not that I didn't understand, it was just that, I felt confused by Hans' sudden change of direction. I also thought badly for no reason when I heard his words. And it made me hate myself even more that thinking bad things would happen to Miss if we let our guard down.

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- Esther

I opened my eyes slowly as I felt a cold air sweep across my face, and I quickly rose from my lying position when I realized I was inside my room.

"Didn't I be in dad's office last night?" I muttered around, "why am I suddenly in the room?" I continue to feel confused myself.

"Night she fell asleep while she was working. Then I asked Hans to move the lady to the lady's room." Obviously Mila suddenly came out from inside my bathroom.

"The bath is ready, miss, want me to help–"

"Ah, no. Today I'm gonna take a shower myself." Refuse me to get up from my bed immediately, and set my feet toward the bathroom.

"Then I will prepare breakfast for the lady. I want to retreat first." He said before leaving my room.

I took a deep breath as I closed my bathroom door, "did I really fall asleep?" I was still not sure of Mila's words, not anything. I just, when lately I've been having a hard time sleeping and because of that, I choose to work. Try to keep busy until completely exhausted and go to sleep.

But last night, did I fall asleep? It feels a little .. forget it! Let's go take a shower and get ready for breakfast before continuing my pending work.

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"Miss, for tomorrow– meeting" said sister Mila immediately I cut when remembering the most troublesome work.

"What do I want to do for the snack?" Mila made me take a short breath.

"Make snacks, wait! It looks like pudding, fudge, cookies, doughnuts and ice cream are good for tomorrow morning meetings as well." I thought of the sweet food I thought of.

"Then I will prepare." He said while showing his warm smile. I don't know why I feel burdened when I see the beaming expression of Mila's sister.

What's really wrong with him? Why did his expression suddenly change when he heard me mention the name of the food he had to prepare?

"Princess Mr. Robert has confirmed that he will be present at the meeting tomorrow, Miss Rachel, Miss Jane, and Miss Shofi have also confirmed it." Said Hans who had been standing near me with a bunch of letters in his hand.

"Alright, then please prepare enough food for tomorrow's meeting Mila."

"Well miss."

I exhale in me for the umpteenth time when I hear the names of the people who will be present at the meeting tomorrow.

Actually not an important meeting, just a regular meeting that is usually done to familiarize yourself. Moreover, they were all the daughters of the people who were cooperating with father.

Nor did I know they came with their own intentions or coercion from their parents. But I don't care, because right now I can understand their intentions. The parents would have wanted to continue to cooperate with the Veren family even though the successor would have changed. So they have to stay on good terms with the Veren family, especially me right?

"... in modern times it turns out they still like to exchange messages with letters huh? Wouldn't it be more effective to make a call?" I muttered before my focus was again distracted by the files in front of me.

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"I can finally relax as well ..," I murmured with a sigh of relief, then I stretched my stiff and achy muscles.

"Is there still work to be done?" I continued while looking towards Hans standing up.

"To this day there is no miss." He answered while checking my schedule in his notebook.

"Alright, then I'm going to the greenhouse. I want to relax a little there, if anyone's looking for me just refuse the request." I said as I got up from my sitting position and prepared to leave.

"Well miss."

There are no classes today either, so I can relax a bit. My mind as I set my feet toward the greenhouse, where the Aster flowers given by my grandmother live there.

"Ah right. This year I haven't visited the graves of Mom and Grandma because dad is too busy with his work. Every year we are never late, but this year? Looks like I'll go alone ...," I continued muttering.

Arriving at the greenhouse, I immediately walked towards the seat that was deliberately prepared there a long time ago. The place where Carel and I spent a lot of time together, the place where my grandmother and I shared secrets, and the place where my dad and I spent our morning tea time.

Suddenly so reminded of the boy, is he okay huh? He's not acting, is he? The value is fine, right? My mind wonders about Carel's life at the academy.

After our meeting at the restaurant that night, Carel never called me or texted me again. And somehow I feel restless now.

It seemed like she was really mad at me, and this time I felt like I was really going to lose Carel. My inner back sighed.

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