Lucas spat out the coffee he had just drunk. Everyone in the dining room was suddenly worried at Lucas' face which immediately turned cold after drinking his coffee as if holding back emotions that wanted to explode.
"Who made it?" he asked coldly. Accentuating one sharp gaze of the maids lined up neatly in the corner of the room.
Everyone was silent. There was no sound or whisper between them. That made Lucas growl. They wanted to play around.
"Nobody confessed?"
Timidly. One of the young maids came forward with a trembling body. Her fingers squeezed the knee-length skirt she was wearing. He even kept his head down. Not daring to reveal his master at all.
Lucas smirked. "Here." His orders. Revealed sharply to the maid who started to walk towards her.
Lucas took his coffee cup. Handed it to the maid when the maid was in front of her. The waiter took the cup from Lucas' hand with trembling hands. He was really afraid of their great Master.
"At least," Lucas ordered coldly. There can be no request for it.
The maid's reflection leaked Lucas in disbelief. Was there something wrong with the coffee he made? He thought he had mixed it up according to the butler's measure. But why is the Master suddenly like this? This is not good.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and drink." Lucas ordered coldly.
Slowly the water began to drink his coffee.
One second
Two seconds
Three seconds
His neck began to feel stifling hot. It was as if someone had deliberately strangled him, but it didn't look like it. Not only on his neck, but his eyes are now also starting to blur. What's wrong with him? Yes, his whole body is on fire now. What's wrong with him? That coffee? But he didn't put anything in his concoction. Gosh... His chest is so tight. His breathing started to become erratic. Until the end...
Pyaarr...
The maid's body collapsed on the floor in a terrible convulsion. His mouth slowly released thick white foam that did not stop. It only lasted a few minutes and the waiter was lifeless. His eyes squinted with his mouth open revealing the foam that kept coming out.
All the maids in the room stared in disbelief at what had just happened in front of them. They started whispering incoherently. What happened?
Lucas was still staring intently at the body of the dead servant beneath him.
"You guys trying to play with me?" he asked. He then turned his death gaze to the remaining maids one by one. They dared not answer. The master is furious now.
"Looks like I'll have to change all the maids here. You guys are useless." He hissed sharply.
Suddenly all the servants stared in disbelief at their master. Here the word substitute that the Master said was meant to be bad. No... That can't happen. They still want to live enjoying the world even if it's only in people's homes and has to finish all the work. But why? Why just because of a small mistake everyone gets affected? That's punishment. Punishment for those who are guilty. The slightest mistake must be paid with life. It doesn't matter what group they are from because what is wrong is still wrong. There can be no defense for him. It was their fault for not being careful when acting. And it's all written clearly in the brains of Lucas' people.
Lucas stood up from his seat with his jaw tightened. He looked at everyone in front of him who was starting to get scared. Tch... How dare they start a game with him. We'll see. Who is the mastermind among them?
"Harry."
All the maids were getting more and more worried when they heard the Master calling his right hand. Gosh... Their lives are now at the end of time. Just waiting for Harry to take Lucas' orders and it's all over.
"Master forgive us." Said one of the waiters. Suddenly all the servants who were there stared at him in disbelief. Gosh... She's the new maid. This is serious, asking for forgiveness is the same as hastening death. Why is he so brave?
Lucas smiled sarcastically at the waiter. And just then Harry also gave him his favorite gun. He then began to approach the waiter.
"Are you asking me for forgiveness?" Lucas asked once he was right in front of the waiter.
The waiter immediately nodded. He didn't care about his friends who just kept quiet. Shouldn't we be sorry when we are wrong?
"Okay. This time I'm being kind to you."
The waiter smiled brightly. He glanced at his friends who just stared at him in disbelief and worry. He was the one who got forgiveness from his master. They are really stupid for not wanting to apologize.
"Thank you, sir." He said, bowing respectfully.
Dorr!
The maid's body lay on the floor with a hollow fist in the back. Lucas wiped his left cheek which was splattered with blood from shooting at close range.
The servants who saw him bowed even more deeply. They dare not move in front of their master. It was their fault for being careless and not care until someone wanted to poison their master.
"What happened?"
They all turned to the source of the voice. There, a beautiful girl in closed clothes began to gracefully descend the stairs. All eyes were still on him except for one. He... Lucas. The man just stood still with a piercing gaze without glancing or turning to the girl.
Zoa kept her mouth shut as soon as she was downstairs. His eyes stared in disbelief at the two maid corpses lying on the floor. One was oozing white foam from his mouth and the other was full of blood on his head.
He then turned his gaze to Lucas who had his back to him. His eyes stared blankly at Lucas' hand which was stained with blood and there was a gun in his hand. He slowly approached Lucas.
"You killed them?" he asked right beside Lucas. He lifted his face so he could see Lucas' face. The man clenched his jaw.
There is no answer. Lucas was still silent without turning to look at Zoa. Even everyone in this room was silent following their Master.
Zoe sighed. The corner of his eye glanced at Harry who was also staring at him silently. The man is the same. He turned his attention back to the gun in Lucas' hand. Then take it slowly.
"This isn't true, Luc." He said softly as he looked at the gun that was already in his hand.
Lucas stared blankly at his hand that had released his gun. Still in silence with his gaze. He then turned around ignoring Zoa who was beside him.
"Fix them out, Harry!" Lucas ordered coldly and then just walked away.
Zoa looked at Lucas' back which was starting to move away. He sighed again. Why is that man so tough?
"You come with me," Harry ordered the remaining maids.
"Harry."
Harry turned to Zoa. "What is it, Miss?"
Zoa glanced at the servants there. He could see the glint of fear on their faces. He couldn't bear to see it.
"Do you want to kill them too?" he asked doubtfully.
Harry fell silent.
"Harry."
"This is Master's order, Miss. Excuse me." Said Harry then turned and started to walk away followed by two of his men behind him and the servants who kept looking down languidly.
"Waiter." Call Zoa. He couldn't see them all dying in vain. At least he should try to prevent their deaths even though it's his business.
The maids suddenly turned to her with a confused look. Even Harry and the two men behind him turned their heads.
"Harry, can you leave us? I won't belong." Zoa said while holding up her little finger. Intending to hint at Harry with his promise.
Harry sighed. "Don't bother me, Miss. This is not your territory to interfere." Harry reminded him. I don't have the heart to say that, but what can I do? Zoa went too far.
Zoe immediately shook her head. "I know that, Harry. I'm just a minute. You have to trust me. I promise."
Harry thought a little. "All right. Five minutes." He said and left them.
Zoa smiled brightly. Then looked at the servants. "What's going on?" he asked softly.