
Steve returned to the main room, putting his peach juice which he had not had time to drink. His attention was distracted by his ringing phone.
"You're finally calling me. Have you reached the palace?"
"It's been two months and it's been boring, Steve."
Steve chuckled, he understood what the woman was feeling. Palace life is not as good as it seems. Everything is noticed from the small things though. Palace servants were also required to close their eyes, mouth and listen to whatever happened there.
"Isabel says she hasn't met you, Zen."
"I was occupied with other work and your friend spent more time in the palace's rooms and library. You think a waiter like me can just walk in. You should have sent me here as a great guest, not a servant."
"You'll be the center of attention if so. Try to meet Isabel and make sure she's willing to change her appearance."
"I don't understand your way of thinking. What did you change it for? Want to make a wife?"
"You jealous?"
"That's right. You clearly know what kind of man makes my desires flare up."
"Then do your job right."
"From what I've heard, Isabel is less liked in the sense that she's hated by the empress, Harry's mother. The woman always used every means to drive the poor girl out of the palace."
Steve took a deep breath. He obviously knows that. Steve had witnessed firsthand how Mrs.Geonandes the empress cursed and slapped Isabel in front of the servants.
"Steve's..."
"Yes?"
"Everything okay?"
"Hmm."
"What if I fail?"
"I'll marry you."
"Then I will try not to fail by exerting all the skills and charms I have."
"good. Take care of yourself." Steve disconnects the phone once he sees Zinia and Zetta coming out of the kitchen.
Zetta sits on the couch opposite Steve. While Zenia just stood up while holding her peach juice.
Steve saw the girl comparing her juice to Steve's on the table. The color alone looks very different.
"I was kind enough to make juice for him and he said it didn't taste good" Zetta told Steve.
"It's delicious, Zetta. Very yummy. Really." Zinia took a sip of the juice and licked her lips involuntarily. "Look, I drank it. Delicious and very sweet."
"You mix it with sugar?" Steve asked Zetta. The girl nodded her head.
"Aren't you tired of standing there. Sit down." Steve pointed his chin to the empty side that was next to him.
Zenia seemed hesitant to sit next to Steve, but there was no empty sofa anymore.
"If you don't want to sit down, get out of front of us then" the expulsion sentence sounded very clear. Zenia hurriedly sat down next to Steve.
Zenia could have gone from there but imagining Steve and his sister just the two of them in the house made her uncomfortable. Whether he was afraid of Steve doing things to Zetta or he was afraid Zetta would seduce Steve. He is not comfortable with both options. This greatly disturbed him.
Steve suddenly snatched the glass in Zinia's grasp and drank up the juice toilet.
He coughed at it.
"You poured how much sugar in here, Zetta?"
"I don't measure or count them. I just thought about it. Yummy?"
"You stole mine," muttered Zinia more interesting to Steve than Zetta's question about her opinion of the girl's terrible juice.
"Stole?"
"Eh?"
"First, this peach is mine. Second, the glass you used is also mine. Third, the juicer you used to make this juice is also mine. Fourth, this is my home. Where are my actions that you can say as a thief?"
Zinia was flabbergasted, her face red with embarrassment. The man was always successful in making him wrong and dead fleas.
"Sorry." Zenia hurriedly stood up. "I'd better go."
"I don't like to be in debt" Steve took his juice and gave it to Zenia. "spent."
"But-but..."
"Why are you always so nervous talking to me?"
"You're so fierce."
Steve cleared his throat, "Take your juice and clean my room. I want to talk to Zetta."
"SPend!!" Steve returned to buy orders because Zinia had not yet drunk the juice.
Zenia nodded and hurriedly drank the juice until it was left.
"It's so good." Zinia cleansed her mouth using the back of her hands, her eyes sparkling brightly, a charming smile splashing across her pretty face. "It's really delicious!"
"Now, go to my room and clean it properly."
Zinia nodded obediently. He brought the sheets, walked off and left Steve and Zetta there.
"I'm going to report your actions to my mother for scaring my brother, Steve! Can't you just be as ordinary with Zinia as you are with me and Amor."
"When did you start working?" Steve again and again ignores Zetta's statement.
"I still have three more days off and I will use it as best I can to create a seductive exotic skin. What do you think, I've had enough flirting?"
"Based on a bad girl! Go upstairs, help Zinia. I want to talk to someone."
Zetta obediently moved out of her chair. Steve gets back to his phone and calls Beth. On the first ring, his call was answered immediately.
"Wowwww.... My btother, what's up, Bro?"
"Send 499 champagne to Willson's house. Tell him that my debt is paid off."
"What?"
"Just do my orders. Soon."
"Where are you? You're doing fine. I'm worried about you. I don't eat well, I don't sleep well. Just name your position, I'll fly there soon."
"You're disgusting!" Steve immediately disconnected his phone.
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At Willson's residence, Pax has just gotten out of his car and Alena runs straight to him. The man spread out both his hands but Alena passed him just like that. His wife opened the car door, checking if anyone else was there.
Pax took a deep breath. Just like that, Alena is still convinced that Lexi is alive as long as they haven't found her body.
"Lexi belun's coming home? Does he miss us?" his face looked sad and beaten. A forced smile she put on her face. "It's okay. He's probably having fun. Don't you think, Pax?"
Pax can't react even if it's just a nod of the head. All he did was take his wife into his arms. Yes, Pax and his two sons have just returned from the village to conduct a search. Darren went straight to the company, there was a meeting he had to attend while Austin went somewhere.
"What if tomorrow we go to Spain to pick up Isabel. We'll ask him directly to Mr. Geonandes."
Alena nodded her head, "Yes, when Lexi comes home, she must be happy to find Isabel here."
Tin... Tin...
The sound of the horn stopped the steps of those who were about to enter the house. Beth waved her hand before getting out of the car.
"Mrs. Willson." Beth held out a hand that Pax immediately greeted.
"Austin's not here," Pax tells. Both of them often spend time together even not infrequently Beth stay at their home. Austin and Beth's relationship suddenly compact.
"I didn't come to see him."
It was not long before a truck entered the courtyard of the mansion. Pax frowned, astonished at the arrival of the truck.
"Steve asked me to come pay off his debt. 499 champagne."
Pax unmoved, his countenance illegible, shocked, relieved, haru, also angry mixed into one.
"You accept it, Mr. Willson?"
"Tell him, I want him to come straight to me."