“Huh? That’s weird. Mr. Ju-Heon, didn’t you say that you were going to a tomb?”

The two of them made eye contact for a moment.

Irene questioned her eyes.

Black shirt and a white apron…

This was definitely a housekeeper.

It wasn't that weird for a housekeeper to be cleaning Ju-Heon's room. It wasn't weird for her to make Ju-Heon's bed or organize his clothes.

But if that housekeeper was a familiar face…

And if that housekeeper was someone who would make Irene angry even at the thought of her touching Ju-Heon’s stuff…

It would be weird if Irene’s eyes did not have fire shooting out right now.

“Why are you here?”

Her voice was extremely pretty but quite sharp. Zhen Cai Yuan became anxious after hearing Irene’s vicious tone.

‘Why is the Monarch of Destitution here?! Isn't this Seo Ju-Heon's room?’

Irene's pretty face turned into a scowl regardless of whether Zhen Cai Yuan was anxious or not.

“I'm sure you didn't suddenly change jobs. What are you doing in someone else’s room? Are you trying to steal something?”
“………!”

An anxious Zhen Cai Yuan dropped the Raven’s Tears.

Irene stomped over to Zhen Cai Yuan.

“I didn’t know you were still stalking Mr. Ju-Heon.”

She pulled Ju-Heon’s pillow away from Zhen Cai Yuan.
Zhen Cai...