Ana scrutinized her resume, preparing to send it to Mrs. Williams' Butler. Driving, cooking, cleaning, and running errands—she had listed an array of skills. Anyone could be enticed by such an offer. She wasn't an ordinary maid; one might certify her as a secretary. However, after spending an evening in the house, Ana got a glimpse of who Edward Williams truly was.
He possessed stone-like eyes, incapable of displaying emotions, and his voice carried an imposing tone, as if he only knew how to issue orders. Edward believed the world revolved around him, not the other way around – the stereotypical rich man depicted in stories. Yet, Ana was far from normal. A certified agent, she knew how to handle such work.
Yet, this time felt different, particularly so. She couldn't pinpoint if it was
