"No need to pretend. Next time you don't have to do something like this. Just do your job and go home, no need to take care of me," Devan replied then stomped Anna's hand on the side of the table making the woman's body sway slightly.
"O-okay, I'm sorry for being rude to you," Anna stuttered a little.
"Ah yes, one more thing. Act like a subordinate to your superior. Don't cross the line. Even though you still work in this house, it doesn't mean you can act as you want. You understand?"
"O-okay, Devan."
"Call me sir," replied Devan, starting to taste the food in front of him. His tone was cold and even, very different from usual.
"O-okay." Anna obeyed, she was suddenly confused, why did Devan who was usually warm, suddenly turn cold like this?
