Her delicate fingers gently brushed over the row of enamel-crafted bottles and jars on the dressing table. Seeing her actions, the maid behind her couldn't help but remind her aloud, "Miss, the Young Master doesn't like women to have a messy smell."
Keira Leaf smiled: "Things that are liked for a long time may not be liked anymore; dislikes may not necessarily remain dislikes."
Hearing Keira's confusing words, the maid frowned but didn't speak again.
In Keira's view, these bottles and jars containing fragrances were rare and precious. Each one was made from natural ingredients, their scents varying but enchanting.
After careful selection, Keira dabbed some magnolia fragrance behind her ears and on her wrists.
For a moment, the subtle fragrance lingered with every move she made.
"Miss, please hold out your hand."
The maid picked up the nail clippers and began trimming Keira's nails as if worried she might accidentally hurt the man.
Keira merely watched coldly, patiently waiting and swallowing her humiliation.
"Miss, it's done. Please come with me."
After her delicate nails were trimmed neatly, the maid led Keira through another tightly closed door.
As the room door creaked open, it seemed to unveil a long-sealed world.
With bare feet, Keira stepped onto the velvet carpet, surveying the slightly dim room.
The walls were adorned with antique dark gold patterned wallpaper, and the crystal bead curtains and chandeliers refracted faint rays of light. The room was filled with an array of gold, silver, and jade ornaments, exuding incomparable luxury and elegance.
She walked in slowly, and in the center of the room, she saw a three-meter-wide big bed, its silver satin brocade quilt reflecting a touch of coldness.
"Miss, please wait on the bed."
Not letting Keira take a closer look, the maid urged her, as if Keira was an intruder in another world.
Keira lowered her eyes, her red lips sneering, and quietly lay down on the bed.
In that instant, Keira's entire body sank into the bed, as soft as cotton from heaven.
She couldn't help but scoff. She once thought the Leaf Family was among the top-tier wealthy families, but it was not until today that she understood why among the prominent powers, only this man's legend was called the Empire.
The maid tucked Keira in, spoke softly, and left without making a sound as she closed the door.
Keira lay quietly on the bed, staring at the European-style crystal chandelier on the ceiling, lost in thought.
Time passed slowly, with each second becoming increasingly long.
She should have been thinking about how to please that man, but the hardships, pain, and betrayals she had experienced over these years kept flooding her mind, like an unending nightmare, constantly reminding her!
The hand under the quilt clenched gradually, and the blue veins on the back of her hand emerged in a terrifying manner.
After washing up, Joshua Sulliven wasn't in a hurry to see Keira. After all, even the most beautiful women were just toys to him, not arousing much interest.
But he had to admit, this new toy seemed to have a bit of charm today. When he selected her at that time, he was merely curious what kind of woman, just released from prison, would be eager to get into his bed. He also wanted to see what kind of ferocious appearance and wretched state a woman who had served six years in prison had!