Malacai's eyes turned purple again. "Kill yourself if you are sent here to spy on me or if you will try to contact your old master again."
In response to that, the butler did nothing, which made him frown even more.
"Take the phone, clean up the other room. Also, prepare some new clothes for all of us." After he commanded this, his eyes turned back to black.
The butler then swiftly moved, taking the phone back to Malacai.
She returned afterward to clean up the salve room before leaving them alone in the room.
Nerissa and Emma's minds had become clearer, and they had listened to part of the conversation, noting how the butler addressed him as master.
Nerissa still lay on the bed, feeling Malacai's hand still on her butt, so she didn't change her position.
"What will you do now? Why does she call you master? Did you make her do that?"
Malacai chuckled. "Why would I make her call me master? You think I care about such things?"
"If I did, I would make you call me that too. Have you ever heard of the Moroi family?"
"I don't know about them," Nerissa answered.
Emma, hearing the word, quickly responded. She was aware of them and wanted to prove her value.
"I know them. They are one of the richest families in the world, mainly in the oil business."
"But they have many other businesses, too. One of their companies invested in my movie."
"I see. Do you know anything more?"
Emma tried to think hard, then found something she could tell Malacai.
"I've met one of them before, as she is investing in my company. We should have a meeting next week."
"That's why I'm not afraid of Darius; I'm sure she will come looking for me. At the very least, it'll be in two weeks."
"So, I'm scarier than him?" Malacai grinned.
"You... You kill without flinching; I still want to live. Aahhh..."
Her body jolted as she felt his fingers tracing upward along her back. "Also… your power… What are you??? Are you even human?"
"Haven't you checked before?"
Knowing Malacai was teasing her, she wanted to retort but didn't dare. She then closed her lips, saying nothing.
Her cheeks turned red, remembering what she had done before.
The butler then returned to the room, bringing a change of clothes.
Malacai also ordered her to bring some food over, this time without using his abilities.
When the food arrived and was prepared on the table inside the room, Malacai turned purple again, asking her to slap herself if the food was not safe to eat.
The butler didn't react, once again proving her honesty.
Malacai then ordered her with black eyes, "Just sell this mansion and everything inside. How long will it take you to do that?"
"Depending on if the master is in a hurry or not."
"If the master doesn't care about a price drop, I can sell it at 90% of the market value to the Moroi family, as the property was theirs in the first place, and the land deed's change of name is still being processed."
Nerissa's ears perked up upon hearing this discussion.
She realized that while her mind was preoccupied, she had missed some important information.
Emma was the only one eating, consuming some porridge, and drinking water, as she hadn't eaten in a while.
"You still have a way to contact them?" Malacai asked
"Yes, I have the number of the head butler from my old mansion where I used to work."
"Alright, then take care of it. Also, ask them to make a bank account for me with a card."
The butler nodded and swiftly left to carry out her tasks.
Seeing Nerissa's puzzled face, Malacai said, "Is my touch that pleasurable that you couldn't even hear what we were saying before?"
Nerissa's cheeks turned as red as cherries, and she looked away. "Well… what did she say? What happened?"
"Well, they gave me the mansion as compensation for what Darius did."
Nerissa frowned. "So you will live here? Not staying with me?"
Her question surprised Malacai; he had thought Nerissa would prefer it if he didn't stay at her home.
Not that he planned to do so. He smirked, then stopped groping her soft butt. "What, you want me to be with you?"
Malacai's response also surprised Nerissa.
She noticed a change in his attitude and wondered if it was because of what happened to Reina, now Mara.
The Malacai she knew wouldn't tease her like this.
"I'm worried about my mother. What if something happens to her, and your abilities don't work?"
"Don't worry, you didn't hear? I already told the butler to sell the mansion."
"I think instead you should move home. We can buy some new places. Your place is too small."
Realization dawned on her. "You don't plan to bring Mara and Emma to my house, right?"
"No, I will only bring Mara." He then looked at Emma, who was listening to their conversation.
Malacai inserted his finger inside her, making her moan, and started playing with her.
"She's my tool; she needs to do her work and raise her value."
"I believe she doesn't want to have her video released online, right?"
"Ah... Ah... You... ah. You don't need to do that. I won't run; I know what you can do to me,"
Emma said amidst her moans, feeling a strange satisfaction being treated like this by Malacai.
This made her wonder why she felt this way, knowing that if Darius were doing it, she would feel repulsed.
She pondered whether it was because of Malacai's looks or his special abilities.
Feeling that being his tool wasn't so bad, she said, "If... Ah... you can help me become more famous and popular; I will be more useful to you. Ah..."
Malacai pulled his finger out, licking the love juice off it.
"Don't worry about it; you're my tool. Just do what you need to do. But know that I hate others touching what is mine."