Synopsis…
βI donβt need a daughter like you in my family! I donβt think itβs a shame to be swept away by a scandal, but itβs a frivolous act!β
She didnβt even care about fancy stuff like jewelry.
Even though the ends were ripped apart, the curtains in the hideous bedroom were not that horrible.
Shoes of varying heights were also acceptable because they all resembled the heels.
But Catherine was tired of it now.
βAlright. Iβll leave.β
She decided to leave this house even if it was dirty and cheap.
*******
βWho is it, the Popeβs Watchdog? Youβve come all the way here.β
The man who broke into her house was drenched from head to toe.
The mud was crushed badly beneath the black leather boots.
Unbelievable. He dragged mud, not grass, as she cleaned the floor!
βThe disguise is pretty plausible. Anyone who saw it would have been fooled since she seems to be an ordinary city womanββ
βWipe it.β
She held out the mop she was holding to the man.
βWhat are you looking at so s*upid? I told you to clean the floor. And donβt pull a sword at first sight. You want to be charged with attempted mu*der because breaking into a house isnβt enough?β









