In shock, Oriana took a step back, only for her body to hit the bathtub behind her, the sudden pain effectively bringing her back to reality.
"Young Master…? I mean, m-my Lord…" She corrected herself before lowering her head immediately, wondering how exactly to address him. She called him 'young master' in the past thinking he was just some spoiled younger generation whose only merit was his handsome face, a profligate who knows nothing aside from wasting the wealth of his parents.
She could not be more wrong!
This Lord Arlan was apparently not only a relative of the Wimark Family, but also a high-ranking person in the capital with power in his own right. Even the status of the most beloved son of the Ahrens was below him.
…and he happened to also be a perverted brat who likes chasing pretty boys!
Seeing the brat harboring an evil smirk, Oriana had the strongest urge to lunge towards the door and escape.
