"I don't want to know, because I'm sure you have planned it. It all started with that drink. The drink is mixed with medicine that can paralyze a person's memory in the short term. And I am very sure the waiter who delivered the drink is you," Achiera said.
"You are very clever. No wonder Hans could fall in love with you. But unfortunately, your intelligence is not being used very well. Even now I control you. If only you would kneel and lick my feet, maybe I could consider reducing the burden on your life, Achiera!" Hazel offered.
"Ha... Ha... Are you kidding me what you said, Hazel? I bow down to someone who even wants to humble herself and disguise herself as a maid! Come on!" Achiera replied.
"You!!" Hazel's anger came right away, but it died down again.
"No problem, grovel a little to achieve a big goal, seems like a good choice. Look now that I'm over you. I'm the winner!" Hazel shouted with a satisfied laugh.
