Young Master was going to put them, these managers of the Blue Mountain Courtyard who had served their masters for so many years, to death all for an insignificant b*tchy servant?
Cailan's eyes bulged in fright, and cold sweat started beading on her forehead.
W-Why was it like this? Second Young Master actually cared about that little b*tchy servant so much? D-Did she do something wrong?"
Although Cailan had never personally waited upon the second young master, she was very clever and knew very well how to treat and get along with others.
She understood this second young master too well. He looked like he didn't care about anything, but once something caught his eye, he would strive to obtain it by all possible means, fair or foul.
A perverse obstinacy was concealed deep within the second young master's bones.
