After Wayne returned home, he took off his robe and placed his cane in his cabinet. The housekeeper next to him gulped his saliva down quietly. Wayne Jaewick’s personality was on the nasty side, and most servants had to be on their tiptoes around him; however, Wayne seemed to be in a worse mood than usual. In times like this, the housekeeper knew that if something caught Wayne’s eyes, he wouldn’t let go of it easily.

“How is Mawin doing?”

Unfortunately for the housekeeper, he was asked the question that could possibly irritate Wayne the most. However, it wasn’t as if he could refuse to answer. The housekeeper readied himself and answered, “Young master is still shutting himself in his room, sir.”

Wayne gritted his teeth quietly, while the housekeeper shut his eyes tightly. Thankfully, the response he had expected didn’t come, and Wayne made a surprising gesture at the housekeeper. He gestured towards the housekeeper to get out. As if he was escaping from a hungry lion’s den, the housekeeper thanked his good fortune and quickly exited the room. 

Wayne sat in his seat and thought about the meeting that had happened today.

“Damn it!” He picked up the decorations on top of his table and threw them at the wall.

Crash!

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