“You're fired!” you saw a young woman at your age, running down the stairs as you walk through the mansion's hallway.“Again?” the butler ahead of you whispers and sighs.

Taking a deep breath, you prepare yourself, knowing the butler warned you that this job might differ from your past maid roles. Yet, you must seize this opportunity to pay the bills for your sick little sister, that is currently confined in a nearby hospital.

As the butler opens the door, you notice an empty glass of water thrown on the side, startling you. Looking at the butler, he's just calm like nothing happened. Maybe he's used to it. Then you have, too. No matter what.

“Will you stop giving me some useless maids? I'm not a kid! I can use this sh*t (referring to the wheelchair) to move myself wherever I want to go.” an elegant looking man, even though he's just wearing his simple clothes. His cold looks and perfect features make him oddly attractive, although his legs are cast.

“Who gave you the permission to look at me like that? Introduce yourself,” the butler is about to interrupt when the man raises an eyebrow, signaling his butler to stop. His cold looks and piercing eyes increase your nervousness, but you manage to calmly respond.