.
'At Sachilin's Side, a few hours ago.
At the Airport's Parking Lot.'
"Sach. Do you know the viral photos of yours?" Aaron asked her, trying to suppress his anger. Which Sachilin, the eagle-eyed genius, did not missed to witness.
She raised her left eyebrow. "Oh? What picture?"
As an Executive Producer who's often in set even on her past life, she's good at acting, of course.
As Sachilin's confused and innocent look was directed at the jerk, Aaron. His anger dissipated a little.
"Your fans took pictures of you hugging a man on the Airport's Departure Area, back in Munich."
Sachilin frowned, as if thinking back and blinked a few times. "Ah! You mean Vin? He's a family member. We haven't talked for years and happen to bump at each other two days before my flight." She smiled, remembering her lovely fiance.
Well, it's true...
Kazvin Nyxta is indeed a (future)family member and they haven't talked for years. In their past life, specifically.
As far as Sachilin remember, they met once, coincidentally at a ball for Socialites with High Ranks like them. And because they're family friends, they exchanged greetings out of politeness. And that was 9 years before they both died. Almost three years at the current date.
Aaron's eyes softened. He stared at her eyes for a second or so, but after seeing Sachilin's reminiscing smile, expecting her to be just fond of this certain 'family member', all his worries vanished.
"Is that so?" He asked, touching her hair affectionately.
Sachilin fell on a daze. Aaron's words and expressions doesn't look like an act. She studied a little bit of Psychology, especially Microexpressions and Manipulation in her past life with her two other University friends, so she can tell that the jerk's move is genuine. But.. in her past life, he even laughed wholeheartedly when she was dying...
And then a potential thought came in. There's a hunch, but she had to observe more..
"Sach?"
Aaron's call snapped her back in reality.
"Is there something bothering you?" An unfamiliar expression gleam in his line of sight.
Sachilin stared at Aaron's eyes, a sense of loneliness in her eyes.
"Aaron. You're not hiding something from me, do you?"
Aaron's whole body froze. He was deeply shocked at her words.
'Is she doubtful already? Are we making it too obvious? Will she leave me?'
These thoughts ran through Aaron, the jerk's, mind for a moment. His uneasiness never escaped from Sachi's observant sight.
He blinked his eyes, forcing his fear down his stomack, swallowing it whole.
"Why would you even think like that? Are you suspicious of me?"
Unbeknownst to him, the answer he gave which is also at the same time a question, will only trigger the skepticism or uncertainty kick in. Smart people, specifically, would be much more doubtful at his reply. Well, you can simply say 'yes or no', but then deciding to answer it with a question is a lot more suspicious.
"Nothing." She quietly replied.
If he didn't lie to her, and just told her the whole truth, she would've just let them be and break up peacefully. After all, nothing really bad happened from their scheme in this life. But it seems, Aaron really want to strip her naked at the public, humiliating his 'beloved'.
But then, it's quite good, too. She won't be bored then. She can avenge her past, ruin them, and play with them through her slender fingers.
Aaron's car engined turned on as he manoeuvred it out of the airport.
She smirked inside.
"I wanna see my parents.. Please drop me off at Zervos Exclusive Residence."
Aaron gaped at her. He knew she's above average. But he never imagined they were too 'rich'. One small property at that villa cost almost US$10M in maximum.
"Your parents work there?"
Sachilin's mind worked in a second.
Since, we're already breaking up, there's no point lying. It will only hinder me soon enough.
"They have properties here and there." She nonchalantly replied, like it wasn't a big deal.
Aaron turned his head at the other way, burking his excitement.
"We've been together for almost three years now, and I haven't met your parents yet..."
He paused, unavoidably hinting his concerns.
"I haven't met yours, either."
Although her answer can be considered as savage, Aaron never sees through it and regarded it as her standard, straightforward answer as usual.
Aaron gulped. Eyes still focused on the road.
But, the next thing that he said, made her hate him more.
"Why don't we get married, Sach?"
Sachilin hid her disgusted expression quick enough before he stole a glance..
Things really started to change. She never told him about her family before. Not until she turned 21. And when he knew, a few months then, he proposed.
'You really think I'm fool enough now to even consider your proposal?'
She mocked him in her thoughts.
How pathetic, eh?
After thinking for a while, weighing the prons and cons for her plans.
"Okay."
Aaron abruptly step on the brakes. Completely shaking Sachilin's body, making her dizzy. Fortunately, her seatbelt is fully intact and reliable.
"Be careful." She frowned.
Thinking Sachilin is worried for him, his heart fluttered. Oh, how wrong he is, then. Sachilin is simply concerned for herself.
'Kazvin will immediately kill this bastard if I'm injured in the slightest. I wanna have some fun first, before disposing them.'
Sachilin thought.
It may sound selfish and harsh but it's completely normal for a spoiled rich heiress like herself. However, she doesn't consider herself as 'spoiled', but preferably 'pampered'.
Why?
Simple, she's the only lady who's born for almost 3 centuries in their Family Clan, the Esteemed Household of Maslov's. They are not the usual 'Rich Family' who doesn't have an affectionate family bond. In fact, they are emotionally attached as a family who treats each other warmly. Their Clan is viewed as the most Influential but Lovable Household for almost 5 decades already. The Children of the Patriarch and Himself treat their own wife like a queen and boss, which made every Wives from those 'usual' Richès envious, or wrost Hostile Jealous.
...
The moment Aaron's Hatchback stopped in front of the Estate's entrance, Sachilin directly leaped out of the car. She removed her sunglasses and scanned her eyes for an Iris Recognition and Fingerprint Scanning.
As the system Verified her the Security Guards went out, they are hardly 5 High-ranked Army Officers.
Aaron gaped at the Estate's Extreme and Cautious Security System.
Sachilin's turned to him with a calm and serene expression, making Aaron's heart skip a beat. She looked so beautiful even with a face filled with the thinnest make up.
"Thank you for the ride."
Before he could even reply, She already turned her back to face the officers. When they saw her face, they were taken aback. They are all new and just started almost 5 months ago, so they never knew who she is.
But one thing is for sure,
They are enchanted by her beautiful, angelic face. One of them, the one with the lowest rank gave her a lustful gaze.
When she heared Aaron's car getting far away, her calm expression turned cold.
Without their hard training at the Military Camp, they probably paled and shivered already.
Despite her beautiful face, she feels extremely dangerous.
They were all alarmed when she reached for something from her long black coat's inner pocket. They tightened their hold at the machine gun.
Sachilin saw it all. She took out her Family Clan's Recognition Emblem. A Gold Rectangular Token with the Maslov's Household Logo. A perfectly fit 2cm thick star-shaped piece of gold is attached at its back. The linings of the star is silver and an Afrile Scipt Font is applied for her name and Rank.
Lady of Maslov's Household
Sachilin Qia
They were all petrified, especially the one with the lowest rank or youngest. Everyone knew that every Maslov's family members are physically trained and sensitive at kinds of aura and gazes around them.
Simply looking at the legendary Lady of Maslov's in person is a very big privilege. But they all ruined the important first impression.
A few moments passed before they regained their senses and bowed respectfully at her.
"Lady of Maslov's, we are honored to meet you."
Sachilin's expression turned calm in a second and gace them an acknowledging nod.
"Our Household banquet is near, pay attention. No medias."
Her voice was as angelic as her, but with a lazy tone.
They all nodded and opened the bulletproof gates of Zevros Exclusive Residence.
Upon seeing the Lady of Maslov's entering, 10 out of the thirty hidden guards gathered by the Maslov's around the residence and another ten visibly waiting for her formed a side-by-side line and bowed at her.
"Welcome back, Lady Qia."
The five Officers who saw it were at awe. They are more shocked when she gave them a sweet geniune smile.
"Lady Qia!" A certain someone exclaimed.
It was her father's most trusted Rightman and butler. Reuben Lewis.
Sachilin can feel herself getting emotional. And like her usual self in the past and present, she hooked her arms around his arm.
"Uncle Reu, how are you?" She excitedly asked.
The butler's usually stern and strict face soften.
"I am fine, Milady. It's your Aunt Orla who's head is always aching. The new servants are surely troublesome." He chuckled, happily chatting about his wife, Orla Green-Lewis who is also the Main Attendant of the Household, the Mayordoma.
A glint of sadness flashed through her eyes.
Orla and Reuben was framed by Friona and Aaron before. But they protected the Household even at the court.
This time, I won't let them hurt you. No one can ever hurt my Maslov's Family.
No one...
...
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