"Maybe he's there," Kenand said as he walked.
Andre follows Kenand. She did not know what to do and how in this spooky house.
"Is your boss a psychopath?" Andrea asked as she followed Kenand.
"No, if he's a psychopath, he won't be able to help you," Kenand replied.
"But he locked me in this place," said Andrea.
"You can go if you want," Kenand said.
"Is that true?" Andrea seemed excited to hear Kenand's answer.
"It's just that he won't interfere again if that rich bastard sees you again," said Kenand.
"What? You know about this?" Andrea was surprised to hear Kenand's confession.
"Thanks to whom do you think he found out where you were?" Kenand said.
They arrived at a room covered in thick glass with lots of gym equipment in there.
Kenand opened the glass door and entered. And Andrea was still following Kenand without knowing anything.
"There's a gym in this house?" Andrea muttered in awe.
"Did you just know that rich people can have whatever they want?" said Keynan.
"But as complete as this, it would be better if he opened a fitness center, right?" Andrea just said what was in her head.
Kenand didn't answer and went to Evans, who was using the lat pulldown machine.
He was pulling the lever of the tool up and down, making all the muscles of his body exposed. And Andrea also saw the scene clearly in front of his eyes.
Andrea didn't blink for a moment at how strong Evans was.
"Close your eyes!" Evans said.
"Oh..." Andrea was surprised when Evans raised his voice.
Kenand handed him a towel, and Evans quickly wiped the sweat off his body.
Andrea turned her head away as Evans approached her. It got closer and closer, and Andrea was forced to retreat.
"W-w-what do you want?" Andrea asked nervously.
While Evans walked away, he just opened the refrigerator that was right behind Andrea.
"Oh my," said Andrea with relief.
"What do you think?" Evans asked, confused. He continued to drink the mineral water he had taken earlier and one bottle ran out.
"Is he a camel? Why to drink so much," Andrea muttered.
"Excuse me, Miss, I hear you," Evans said.
"When did you send me back?" asked Andrea curtly.
"I won't," Evans replied.
"What? Why did you keep me locked up? What's the difference between you and Rendy?" Andrea snapped.
"I won't fuck you. I won't beat you. I'll feed you, give you knowledge. Give you money, even a title if you want," Evans said confidently.
"Huh, do you think I'm crazy for wealth and crazy for the position? I don't even understand the world you mentioned earlier," Andrea said, annoyed.
Kenand gave Evans a plain t-shirt, and Evans immediately put it on in front of Andrea.
Once again, Andrea was stunned to see those muscles right before her eyes. And only inches away.
"You like to see the body of a man like me? I can show you if you want," Evans said as he was about to take off his shirt again.
"Stop! Stop it! No, you don't need to take off your clothes. You even know what happened to me. How can you harass me like this," Andrea grumbled.
Evans just smiled and walked out of the gym.
"Follow him," Kenand whispered, following Evans.
"Hah?" Andrea was confused, but Kenand immediately pulled her away.
"Today's menu?" asked Evans.
Kenand opened his tab and read out the menu for today's breakfast.
"Wheat bread, non-animal butter, boiled broccoli, chicken breast and mushroom sauce ... And pineapple juice without sugar," Kenand reports.
"What kind of food is that," Andrea muttered.
Evans turned around, causing Kenand and Andrea to stop in surprise suddenly.
"What about the rest of the menu?" asked Evans.
"Another?" Kenand said, confused.
Evans pointed at Andrea, and Keynand turned to Andrea.
"What does he eat? You don't feed him?" Evans said.
"Couldn't you share the menu with him?" said Kenand, not understanding what Evans meant.
Evans sighed and turned back, and walked towards the dining room. There was a huge dining room with a long table, but there was no one except the three and the waiter.
"You don't eat offerings, do you?" Andrea asked, looking here and there.
Even the dining room can be so spooky. Moreover, Andrea saw the menu on the dining table, almost all of which were not cooked with spices. Just flat.
"I can't eat food like this," Andrea said.
Keynan, who was about to put the menu bread in his mouth, immediately lowered it to the plate again.
"Kenand!" call Evans.
"Yes, sir," answered Kenand with a sad face.
Madam Kim suddenly walked in and faced Evans. He also greeted Kenand and Andrea.
"Sorry, Mr. Evans. I have neglected to provide food for Miss Andrea," said Madam Kim.
"Huh? Is this in a castle? Why are they acting like this man is a king," Andrea muttered to herself.
Madam Kim turned to Andrea, making the girl feel awkward and awkward.
"What's wrong?" Andrea asked.
"Please state what food you would like to eat, Miss Andrea," said Madam Kim.
"Aha, ha, ha. You don't have to do that, and I can eat any food as long as it's cooked with spices. Not stew like this," Andrea said awkwardly.
"Is there anything specific you'd like?" asked Madam Kim.
Meanwhile, Evans resumed his meal which had been delayed earlier. Kenand then showed the news to Evans.
"So he signed the land transfer? Good, it would be better if the government-owned it. The place would be bleak if a spoiled child held it," Evans said.
"Master is going to town hall?" Kenand asked.
"No, that woman is disgusting. All she knows is it's all about fucking men. I want to throw up when she kisses me," Evans said, elegantly chewing his bread.
"Wanted to throw up, but he still fucked her," Kenand grumbled.
"What?" asked Evans.
"No, you're great for subduing that woman," said Kenand.
Meanwhile, Madam Kim had just finished writing the menu for Andrea to eat.
"Okay, wait a minute. Our chef will provide it," said Madam Kim.
Not long after, the waiter came with a trolley of food. They served it to the long table.
Evans, who was drinking, was stunned, even surprised to see that much food on his dining table.
"What's all this? You want to throw a party?" said Evans in disbelief.
"You have a table this big. You should make good use of it," Andrea said.
"Then who will finish all this food?" shrieked Evans.
Kenand saw that much food on the table and swallowed his saliva.
"Look, your secretary just wants to try it," said Andrea.
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