Rahel's steps stopped in front of a 2-story house located two houses to the left of Nico's house. For a moment the young girl glanced around, to make sure that no one was watching her.
Rachel's face flashed red. His teeth gritted in annoyance. "How many times do I have to tell you guys, I'm not going home until dad lets me be a chef!" Rachel grumbled.
"Young lady, please come home with us, it's been a year since the young lady left the house and the old lady misses the young lady very much," said Hasan with a pitiful face.
That fiery red face slowly turned sad. For a moment Rachel thought of her mother. Rachel quickly shook off the shadow that would make her heart weak.
"Master just wants young lady to join in the world of politics following in her footsteps. If young lady refuses then who will be the next generation..."
"Shut up Hasan, I don't need your advice. Just tell mom that I'm fine here," said Rahel curtly, cutting Hasan's words.
