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Working as a cleaner didn’t embarrass me. I prided myself in my stellar service.

But being paraded as the lowly maid of my own family? I found myself surprisingly embarrassed. Surprising because I didn’t usually give half a crap what people thought about me.

But somehow, I did when it came to Zachary Sun.

Once upon a time, and for three hours only, I’d managed to capture his attention. Something no other woman had ever done.

Yes, I liked the idea that he thought of me as mysterious and alluring.

Not as someone who scrubbed her step-monsters’ toilets.

“Find her for me.” He snapped his fingers once as if he were delivering a decree to his devoted subjects. I could practically hear the prick sitting back like the brusque king that he was. “Or you’ll find yourself in one hell of a lawsuit.”

The commotion that followed made my head spin.

Vera pointed to her daughters. “Reggie, you look upstairs. Tabby, do the pool house and the basement. She can’t be far. Her car’s parked out front. I’ll check here.”

A flurry of feet charged in several directions.

The door to the backyard whined open. The lighting fixtures rattled with the heavy footsteps above. Cabinet doors creaked open in rapid succession.

Zach yawned, possibly…amusedby my life circumstances. “She wouldn’t hide in a cabinet.”

Vera swung another open. “Why not?”

“Because she is not a complete idiot.”

“Trust me, she is?—”

“I don’t.”

“W-what?”

“I don’t trust you. Keep looking.” He checked his wristwatch. “I want her head on a platter, and I want it before my six o’clockappointment across town.”

I saw the words for what they were.

A declaration of war.

If he thought I’d sit down and take it, he had another thing coming.

Just because I accepted abuse at home to ensure the protection of my assets didn’t give him free reign to make me his new favorite game.

Before Dad passed, I’d spent my entire life giving my step-monsters hell.

To the point where Vera had all but begged for me to move to Seoul, Reggie handed me brochures of every reputable plastic surgeon, and Tabby marked a map with all the foodie hotspots. (I didn’t even know she could read a map.)

I know how to fight, Zachary Sun.

Gloves off. No mercy. Until I draw blood.

“I wouldn’t put anything past her.” Venom seeped through Vera’s tone. “I’ve tried with her, Mr. Sun. I really have. But Farrow is beyond repair. It’s those genes her mother gave her, I think. She’s…”

She exhaled but didn’t finish the sentence.

“She’s what?”

“So unladylike.”

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