The Liu Family Mansion Ring ring… "Urghh..." "What the hell?! Doesn't this alarm clock know when to quit?" Zoey groaned, her voice thick with irritation. She stretched her arms and yawned, not at all concerned that her hair resembled a bird's nest more than the crown of a young aristocrat. With a grunt, she jumped down from her enormous princess-sized bed and yawned again. "Damn..." She felt cranky, completely not in the mood for any drama today. Mornings? Not her thing. Knock knock. "Come in!" Zoey yelled, her voice far from the elegance expected of the daughter of an aristocrat. A maid entered, dressed in butterfly-patterned cotton lace, moving gracefully. "Your breakfast is ready, young mistress, and Sir Liu, along with the three masters, are waiting downstairs." "Got it." Zo

