Ten years ago.
Inside Fisher's Family Mansion, a boy walked toward the green garden with a tired expression. Beside him was a tall brown-haired woman wearing a maid uniform.
"Young Master, you said you want to meet an acquaintance in this house, where is he?" She politely asked while looking left and right, finding no one.
"That was just a lie. Even though this was the engagement for Elder Sister, it was simply too boring, I couldn't stay there." The eight years old Evan sighed, pointing at a small but cool gazebo. "How about we wait there for a while? I will probably take a nap."
"I thought you had a friend." The maid sighed, wondering what to do. She could report to the family head, but got punished by it because she interfered with the conversation, or she could wait here with Evan, but got punished as well because she went with Evan's charade. Either case, she wouldn't be able to escape from her job.
