Master Brian’s maid

Around the same time, a few days ago, at an orphanage, a girl was picking up her own clothes and putting them neatly in the closet. She does everything slowly and calmly. Her name is Mika, a blind girl who lives with Mrs. Choel, a 70 year old widow in this orphanage.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Mika is one of many orphans here. The other children were adopted at an early age, and she was still 16 years old, because they always considered her as their burden.

When the orphanage lacks funding and is about to close, the other children are transferred to another place, where only Sia and Mika stay, Sia is a middle-aged woman who takes care of the children here. One day, Mrs. Choel suddenly asked Mika:

“Why don’t you go with them?”

Mika shook her head.

“I want to stay here with you.”

“You can’t continue here, there’s no one here to finance the living expenses of this place anymore, this orphanage of mine will close soon. You should go to the address I told you, it would be better if you lived with them.”

“No, I’m not going anywhere, I want to be here. I considered Mrs. Choel and Aunt Sia my family. I will go out to work part-time.”

Mrs. Choel was worried and advised her:

“Part-time job? No, Mika, the outside world is full of traps and dangers, especially for a blind girl like you.”

“It’s okay, I asked Sia to help me find a job, I can play the piano at the cafes.”

Choel heard that and suddenly looked at Sia who was cleaning nearby, Sia nodded and told her to rest assured, everything will be fine. Mrs. Choel looked at Mika with a sigh, took her hand and said:

“Okay, then try to leave early. Always carry your phone with you, call me if you have anything to do.”

Mika nodded happily, she hugged Mrs. Choel in her arms and excitedly prepared everything so that she would start working for the first day this afternoon.

It’s been 4 days now since Mika worked here, today the weather is a bit cold while on the road, Mika is on her way to the cafe to work as usual. She tied her curly brown hair neatly at the sides while wearing a beanie, scarf, gloves and overcoat and a knee-length dress, her feet wearing short socks with an old pair of fur boots to keep warm. Mika with a walking stick sometimes smiles while she is walking on the street.

Today she will return home on time for her work, but she seems to play too well, some guests ask her to play the piano more, they will pay more. When Mika heard them say that, she felt very happy and nodded in agreement, so she got off work quite late. Mika is afraid that Mrs. Choel will be angry with her for coming home late, so Mika will buy some cake to give her. It will make Mrs. Choel happier.

Thinking like that, on the way back home, Mika stopped by a bakery she often passed by when she smelled the aroma and conveniently bought her a bag of hot fried cakes.

Mika returned home while walking on the dark street, she used the cane to find the way and smiled happily, she was picturing the scene in her head when Choel was happily eating the cake she bought.

Meanwhile at the bar, Oswat is drinking alone, he thinks about Elise, his beautiful sister, she was stupid and obstinately immersed in her love with an asshole . She rejected his feelings coldly, pitiful for such a kind and warm boy like him. Elise prefers a bad guy to a good guy. Oswat thought so and feeling sadder, he continued to drink some more beers on the table. Suddenly, Pazu, a close friend from the same school as Oswat, came over and started a conversation, surprising him:

“Hey, why are you drinking so much? What ‘s up?”

“Go away, don’t mind me.”

“When the mood is bad, alcohol is the best refreshment. You are also pitiful now. I read the newspaper and know everything. Didn’t expect your father to be a murderer. He is the murderer of your stepmother’s husband, before he was arrested, he announced an important information about the executive power as well as the accompanying will. And as far as I know, a lawyer will contact you soon. In case you receive something, the police will investigate them, if they are legal, it will belong to you according to the will.”

Oswat silently drank while Pazu continued to say:

“I thought he was good to you, now he’s a murderer and a liar. Are you perhaps disappointed in him?”

Oswat smiled coldly and replied:

“Right. In addition to disappointment, I am also angry. Me and my stepmother were cheated by him for a long time. He is truly a talented actor, acting in his own family. And now he left me a mess at the company, his secretary begged me to come to the company to solve it. I refused, because it has nothing to do with me and I am tired of living under the pressure of others. Besides, I don’t care about the will you say.”

“But you are the legal heir of your father’s company, you can’t hide forever, you will shoulder the responsibility to replace him. And this company must have been his passion built over the years.”

Oswat suddenly looked at Pazu, he was surprised that Pazu knew so much about him:

“Why do you know all that?”

“I have a relative who is a partner in your father’s company. I have heard from him, so I know very well, you will have to return to the company sooner or later and temporarily run it to replace Mr. Arthur, because in his text earlier mentioned in the situation. Worst case scenario, his intimate employees know this. Looks like you can’t be a cop with this situation. More than that, I think you are more suitable to be a CEO.”

Oswat heard that and laughed off, he didn’t say anything, just waved his hand not wanting to hear Pazu talk about it anymore, Oswat continued to drink his wine.

Pazu smiled, went over and patted Oswat on the shoulder, he ordered a few more beer bottles for Oswat, which he opened earlier. Oswat took it and drank it down first, the second made him a bit hot and awkward, maybe he was too drunk. Oswat wanted to go outside to get some fresh air and go for a walk to relieve the heat and drunkenness in his body.

He took the beer bottle and wandered down the street, Oswat took off his tie a little to breathe, he rolled up his sleeves and took off his overcoat, he took off his belt and wristwatch, threw them to the homeless. He continued to stagger and bumped into a few passersby, without even apologizing, they scolded him a few sentences. Oswat waved his hand and smiled to ignore them, he boredly leaned against a car, watching the passersby indifferently, Oswat picked up the beer bottle and continued to drink.

Even though the weather turned colder at night, Oswat still felt as hot as fire burning in his body. The more he drank, the more lightheaded he became, his body hot and ravenous than ever. He ruffled his hair and continued to walk on the street with the drunken, crumpled appearance of an alcoholic.

When he finished the beer bottle without even realizing it, the heat in his body was now at its peak, he felt his body being hungry, craving sex right now. At that time, Oswat was confused and walking aimlessly, he accidentally passed an alley and saw a small girl surrounded by three men.

“Little sister, where are you going? Do you want to go somewhere with us?”

Mika was confused and replied:

“No, I do not want. Stay away from me, I need to go home.”

One of them touched Mika’s cheek provocatively:

“What’s wrong? Just a fun place.”

Mika jerked her hand away when another man touched her hair, dropping her beanie. She timidly ignored it, using a stick to find the way to try to avoid the other guys:

“Please, I need to go home, let me go.”

One grabbed her arm, another continued to touch her, scaring her, sobbing. Oswat saw an eye-popping scene, he was ready with a beer bottle in his hand, he rushed over and hit them. They turned to attack him, Oswat was upset right now, how much inhibition he put in his heart beat them. During the struggle, Oswat was hit back and fell but no problem, only a few scratches, until the police siren went on patrol, they were scared and ran away.

Mika was scared to ask questions, she used a cane to slowly walk over. She bent down when her stick hit Oswat, she guessed he fell during the struggle. Mika slowly groped Oswat with her hand, she finally touched his face, she examined his face with her hand, she wanted to check if he was unconscious or injured somewhere? In his hazy drunkenness, he only saw in front of him a small, beautiful blind girl touching him.

He was gasping for breath from the burning heat in his body, he silently looked at Mika without saying anything. While Mika finished her search, she withdrew her hand and timidly asked:

“Are you OK? Are you injured anywhere?”

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