Alexandria Atkins

I, who was curious about the continuation of the story, had to hold back my disappointment when Mrs. Gareth just kept quiet and her face looked scared.

I followed the middle-aged woman's gaze and saw a middle-aged man appearing at the end of the hall expressionless. I've seen this man before. He was always beside the red-haired man.

"My Lady. Master and Young Master are waiting for you."

The man then turned to Mrs. Gareth, with a meaningful look, made Mrs. Gareth lowered her head. I don't know exactly what that means, but it looks like the man is rebuking Mrs. Gareth with his gaze.

"I… because I'm not that hungry yet, I wanted to see this photo a little longer. I'm sorry if I took too long," I said then lowered my head.

I don't know what the rank of the servants in this house is, but Mrs. Gareth was of a high rank, although it seemed the old man was much higher than her. However, I must be on the good side of Mrs. Gareth so she can provide me with information.

As I suspected, Mrs. Gareth raised her head and looked at me gratefully.

"I see. Don't worry. My Lady didn't know that this family had to eat together in the morning. Next, please go straight to the dining room," said the old man who sounded understanding. However, I didn't like his tone at all.

Wasn't he just a mere servant? How dare he order me like that!

But, I have to be patient. It's all for my plan!

"Fine, I'll keep that in mind," I replied and let out a smile.

"Then come with me," said the old man and immediately turned around without waiting for my answer.

How dare he! Shouldn't he, who is a mere servant, have to let me walk first?!

Patience... patience... This is my first day. I can't make a mess.

"After this, let's have a talk, Mrs. Gareth," I said quietly before finally following the man.

After turning right and walking a few steps, the old man finally stopped in front of two large doors that were still closed. I panted slightly as I followed the man who was walking fast.

I know this mansion is very big, but does my room have to be this far from the dining room and every morning I have to come to this dining room?

Looks like I have to get up very early if I want to take a shower before breakfast, or… I have to get used to being prepared by the maids like this morning.

As soon as he realized I was finally not far from him, which by the way the old man was really rude for not looking at me anymore, he cleared his throat for a moment and then pushed the two doors.

"Lady Alexandria Atkins enters the dining room!"

The old man's loud voice seemed to announce my arrival.

Alexandria Atkins?

I guess that's my name. Well… not my real name, but from today on I have to get used to it.

As soon as the door opened, I could see a very spacious room, though my room was more spacious. Inside that room painted a gold-like color with a shimmering floor. In addition, there are paintings on the walls, plants, chandeliers, and large windows whose curtains have been opened to let in the sunlight.

In the center of the room, there was a long table with five chairs. Four chairs to the left and right of the table, while one chair is placed at the end of the table facing directly to the entrance.

The people in the room looked at me as soon as the door opened and I immediately met the man sitting at the end of the table. Him in front of the window made his red hair stand out in the sunlight.

It's not really the first time I've met that man, but… well, he's so sparkly. His good looking body with the white long sleeve shirt and red tie he's currently wearing makes me wonder if he really is a man with two, or now three grown children, and I should call him father.

Can't I just call him dear or baby?

Besides my dear, ahem, father. The two men sitting on the left and right of the table also turned their heads to look at me.

The man on the right, whose face is very similar to our father's, except that the man has black hair, smiled and waved his hand at me. I had met that man before because he was the one who drew my blood when I came together with the old man.

The man's face is so handsome and totally my type. I can't believe I should call him brother

Again I have to swallow the disappointment because I can not call him dear or baby. .

While the man on the left, his face is very similar to the woman I saw in the photo earlier. This is my first time meeting this man. Even though he was currently expressionless and seemed cold, he still looked handsome.

One more handsome man in this family that I should call brother.

What's with the Atkins? Can't I be part of this family by being one of the wives of these handsome men and not a daughter or sister?

I finally chose to walk over to the chair on the left so I could see the handsome faces of the two men who looked alike.

A woman wearing a black and white uniform immediately pulled up an empty chair when she saw me walking to the left.

Do people have to pull a chair for me now to just sit down?

Though I can pull it myself, but… I like it.

Wow! I was shocked as soon as my butt landed on the chair. It feels so comfortable! I, who usually have to eat while sitting on the dirty and hard street, still can't believe I have to sit in this comfortable chair.

"Why are you so long? Do you know what time it is?!"

I turned when the person sitting next to me asked. His voice sounded displeased.

"It seems that Lady Alexandria doesn't know that this family has to eat together in the morning, so My Lady stops for a moment to look at the family photo in the living room."

Before I opened my mouth, the man who came with me earlier and stood behind father answered. I don't know if he's trying to help me or not, but I don't like him who makes me feel like a stranger.

"I apologize , brother. I woke up late. I promise tomorrow I won't be late," I said quietly while lowering my head.

The man was silent when he heard my words. Was he really mad just because I was late? I think if I had forced myself to take a shower first, I would have been severely scolded by that man.

"Stop it. Maids, please bring the food immediately."

As soon as father said that, I saw the women wearing black and white uniforms immediately set the cutlery on the table.

Plates, glasses and spoons. I know this is a utensil used for eating.

But… What's the use of knives and the tool with a head that branches into several narrows?