Fierce Eagle was anxious, but he still found a woman for Liam Yancey every month. To his utter surprise, a young girl he randomly caught on the street a few days ago caught the young master's fancy!
Damn assassins, if they hadn't meddled, the young master would have probably lost his virginity already.
Fierce Eagle reported to the mistress that night. The elderly couple were overjoyed and ordered him not to mess up again. With utmost diligence, he found Tara Summer in just two days.
At this moment, he was still wondering what kind of luck he had stumbled upon. He caught Tara just because she looked fresh and beautiful, surprisingly hitting the bull's-eye and appeasing the young master's taste.
The young master, who always loathed women, rushed straight to the bedroom as soon as he returned... but, it seemed like they didn't actually do anything? Otherwise, why would he come out so fast?!
However, the young master said he wanted to settle with this woman, which was unprecedented. Does it mean he plans not to let her go even after the poison is cured?
...
Tara didn't dare to close her eyes all night. As dawn broke, three middle-aged maids entered the room. Without any courtesy, they yanked her up, unchained her hands and feet, then threw a set of clothes at her.
She rushed into another door in the room and found that it was indeed a bathroom, large and luxurious. The outer area was a dressing room and a cloakroom.
It was like a mini shopping mall wardrobe, full of exquisite and luxurious clothing and accessories, all made for men.
Tara was shocked. Being from a wealthy family, she had never seen such extravagance, staring at hundreds of shirts, suits, ties, and shoes.
She was stunned: If he changes three sets per day, probably it would take around four to five years to wear them all?!
Conspicuously extravagant, Tara sighed. Looking down at her reddened, swollen wrist, which already had some broken skin, her ankles were much better.
"What rotten luck," she muttered, quickly got dressed and walked out of the dressing room. The servants in the bedroom were already gone, and the curtains on the south-facing wall were all open.
It turned out to be a panoramic floor to ceiling window... Tara was once again stunned. The whole wall of a hundred meters was a floor-to-ceiling window, having great view and sunlight, and the magnificent blue sea outside the window was truly spectacular!
The Yancey Family estate covered tens of thousands of square meters, located in the eastern part of Saint Emperia Island. The six-story European ivory-white building was in a prime location, and the master bedroom on the top floor overlooked the entire island and the sea.
Tara was in the best viewing spot, overlooking the lush mountains and trees on the island, like an outdoor peach garden. You could see swimming pools and tennis courts in the mansion everywhere and in the distance, an airport. Dozens of airplanes of various models were parked on the tarmac, the enormous dragon emblem and the words "Saint Emperia" on the planes assaulted her sight.
Saint Emperia? Tara leaned on the glass, her heart pounding rapidly. Isn't Saint Emperia the Yancey Clan? Does this mean this is... Saint Emperia Island?!
And the man in the mask is...
Tara didn't dare to think further. She touched her painful wrist and looked around the expensive room again. She wailed inwardly: Oh God, what kind of bigshot have I messed with?!
Not thinking about it any more, Tara ran out of the room with heavy steps, and as soon as she stepped out, she was taken aback by the sight outside.
"Good morning, Miss Summer."
The servants, dressed in uniform black and white outfits, the men in suits and trousers, the women in dresses, lined up neatly, bowed to her with well-trained manners. There were about three to four dozen people, standing in the middle of the hall outside the bedroom.