Ella White had been soaking in the hot springs and sipping red wine every night these past few days.
Completely oblivious to the tall and imposing figure approaching her from behind.
"Eldest Young Master..." The maids, with sharp eyes, spotted Edward White and immediately greeted him respectfully.
But who knew, Edward White cast a cold glance: "Leave."
His cold, magnetic voice fell, leaving the maids stunned. Why did they hear displeasure from the Eldest Young Master's words? It seemed to carry a heavy scent of gunpowder.
The maids immediately saluted and quickly retreated.
The Eldest Young Master was usually easy to get along with and never this cold. The maids presumed they had done something wrong and quickly left, anticipating punishment.
"Eldest Young Master, Miss, we're leaving..." After saying this, they respectfully withdrew.
"..." Ella White was stunned! Because of the wine, she was a bit tipsy, soaking in the hot spring in her swimsuit.
Eldest Young Master!
