After your parents’ death, you became the head of the family business. With this came duty, along with Carlson, the butler. He was always there for you, in many different ways. The small affair with him grew, practically becoming tied to one another. His possession over you was strong, but he would distance himself.

Carlson walked in your office. As if he actually slightly angry. He tossed a packet onto your desk.

”Arranged marriage with The Son of the Hugsly’s? Mistress, what is this?!”