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No wonder he's the richest man in town. I'm just his toy or pet, and he's so generous! These clothes, shoes, and jewels! It must cost a fortune! Miya thought.

She picked a dress and put it on. As she looked at herself in the. mirror, she came up with an idea. I only need to sell a few outfits, bags, or shoes here, and I will get enough money for mum's treatment! Then won't need to stay here and please him. Excited, she picked a few leather shoes and bags and went downstairs.

"Good morning, Mrs. Uba." The chief maid said courteously.

"Good morning. I'm going out for a walk." Miya said in a hurry.

"We have prepared breakfast for you. Please have some before you go out."

"Oh. Ok."

The villa was like a castle. It took a couple of minutes to walk from the stairs to the dining area.
Miya would have very likely got lost without the maid's guide. Two younger maids placed the
food on the table and stood aside.

"ls Mr Uba still asleep?" Miya asked.

"Mr. Uba has just gone to work."

Miya felt relieved. She was still thinking about what she should do to ask him to forgive her, recalling what happened last night. "Ah. I see." Miya smiled and said, "There's too much food. Why don't you join me? I won't be able to finish it all myself."

The two maids had their eyes wide open and shook their heads anxiously. "Oh. No, we can't, Mrs. Uba."

Hmm. It looks like he's very strict with his servants. Miya thought. After breakfast, Miya was about to leave, but the chief maid said, "Mrs. Uba, the designer, has arrived from France.

Mr. Uba has invited him over especially for you. He will need to take your measurement so he can tailor some new outfits for you.``

Miya was shocked. "Really? It's unnecessary."

"Oh, Of course, it is, Mrs. Uba. It's especially for you."
Tailored outfits must cost even more, which means l can sell more and make more money. Miya thought happily. However, what the maid said next dismissed her idea instantly.

"And same as Mr. Uba's clothes, it's unique. One won't find the same one anywhere in the world." The chief maid added.

"The only.one in the whole world?!" Miya exclairned and thought, how am I going to sell it
then?! Surely they will find out easily, and no one would buy it anyway.
Apparently, Xenon had guessed her thoughts. He would rather spend a fortune to make sure that
Miya didn't get the chance to be financially independent.
He's not giving me a chance at all. Miya thought. I shall keep looking for a job then.
As she was to leave, the chief maid asked, "Mrs. Uba, are you going out?"

"Yes. Why?"

"I will let the driver know.".

"Oh. It's ok. I will get a taxi." Miya said. I'm going to look for a job. Who will hire me if l have a private driver and come in a fancy car?

"Mrs. Uba, there are no taxis in this area."
"Well... shall drive then."

"Sure. Let me take you to the garage then." Laura followed the chief maid to the garage, and
when she saw the shiny and luxury cars lined up neatly, she heaved a sigh. People can't see
me driving any of these cars around, or I will never get a job. She chuckled awkwardly and said, "l don't trust my driving skills to drive any of these. They are too expensive. I don't want to add any scratches to them. Can I use one of the maid's cars?"

"No worries, Mrs. Uba. They don't cost much, and Mr. Uba won't care much."

"But I do. I will feel anxious."

Miya found a few more excuses and finally managed to persuade the chief maid. Though it was a çar for the servants to use for daily chores
like grocery shopping and that. it was a BMW that probably cost around two hundred thousand
dollars. Miya was speechless.
Just as she was leaving the villa, a shiny red Mercedes-Benz pulled over. A beautiful face popped out of the window. In a slim red dress
and looking ravishing, she waved her hand and shouted, "Hey, stop!"

Miya didn't want to get into any trouble, and she didn't know the girl anyway, so she drove past her instead. The girl was shocked and enraged by Miya's reaction. She quickly sped up and went straight at the back of Miya's car and gave it a
rather violent kiss. Shocked, Miya stepped on the brakes.

The girl got out of her car and shouted at Miya, "Get out of the car. Come here!"

Miya would have shouted back if she could be herself a few years ago before her father passed
away, however, since her father died and after the hard times she had been through, she had to
learn to restrain her anger and pride so as to avoid trouble.

Reluctantly, she got out of the car and went over to the girl. "Is there anything I can help you with?" she asked, trying to sound as calm as she could.

"Don't you know who l am?" The girl took off her sunglasses and glared at Miya.

Miya knitted her brows and said, "No, I don't."

"Don't be arrogant!" the girl retorted angrily. She had heard that Xenon Uba got married yesterday, but she didn't have the guts to ask him directly, so she had come to his villa to see who it was that he married.
The bodyguards had been told not to allow Sophia Moore to come near the place. She couldn't do anything but wait around till she spotted Miya. Sophia recognized the car and thought Miya was a maid.

"Hey, I honestly don't know you, and I have no interest in knowing you either." Miya started to lose her patience.

"You are just a maid. Don't you talk to me like this!" Sophia ordered.
Miya just wanted to get away as soon as possible. She didn't want to explain or correct her at all. "Alright. I'm sorry if l have offended you, but seriously, I'm in a hurry."

Sophia lifted her hand up and intended to slap Miya on her face, but luckily, Miya dodged. She was very angry, but as she saw the bodyguards standing outside the villa not too far away, she didn't want to cause a scene.

"Huh! I don't have the time to argue with you. You are just a servant anyway, but tell me, did you see the girl that Xenon Uba took home yesterday? Who is it? Is she better looking than me?"

"Huh?" Miya was rather startled. Did he bring a girl home last night? Really? She shook her
head and said, "Sorry, I really don't know. I don't know when he came home last night, and I didn't see the girl."

"Don't lie to me. Of course, you know. He took the girl home after work. You must have served them dinner last night."

It now dawned on Miya that she herself was the girl that Sophia referred to. However, Miya didn't want to get involved, especially seeing how insolent and demanding Sophia was. "Ah, I see. You mean Mrs. Uba. I believe she's still asleep."