The coldness was such that the entire room felt like it was about to freeze.
Meika muttered, "I need to be useful to Negut. Otherwise, he will discard me, just like Alec did."
"I don't want to be discarded by him, I don't want to…"
"Miss Meika, would you like a late-night snack?" The maid's voice echoed from outside, interrupting Meika's thoughts.
Meika was startled. Her face and eyes returned to normal, her killing intent completely disappearing, as if the Meika just now and the Meika now were two entirely different people.
She pursed her lips, ashamed, stammering, "No! Thank you… I… I don't want a late-night snack."
"Yes, then… good night, Miss Meika."
"Good night!" Meika replied to the maid outside, then tried to fall asleep.
…
"Hm?!" Uncle Wells suddenly started, looking towards the doorway.
"What is it, Uncle Wells?" Negut saw Uncle Wells' expression and felt puzzled.
