2 A PETITE FIGURE IN THE CLOSET

Bewildered by the girl's behaviour, the man gazed at the direction where the girl had just ran away. He hated when someone invade his personal space without his allowance. Especially women. Be it the world's beauty queen or the angel itself didn't matter. It just irked him, but this little girl's sudden action did make him amused rather than irking him.

As expected, someone did clear their throat, but it didn't take time for Astrel to know who was behind him. How would he not know his only blood-related brother? Ashley Wattson.

Both the brothers were the only sons of Bethan Douglas Wattson. He was the founder and the late owner of the Wattson weapon company, which is being currently controlled by his elder son, Astrel Wattson. These produced weapons would be distributed to the Kingdom of Luceras' Military force. The Kingdom, where they live now.

While his brother being the manager of the company, Astrel was the CEO of the company. He was also once the great leader of the kingdom's Military force.

Coming back to the present, Astrel faced his brother but with a smile on his face.

"Oh my! Did I just see the mighty Astrel Wattson's smile instead of his usual smirky face?" Ashley was truly surprised to see his brother smile, for he rarely smiled and often keep the smirk or the porker face, and so was his temper, the never-ending thing. As if the temper was born for himself.

"Well? What or who made this frosty Prince smile? I need to thank if it was a person. Because it brings a light mood ya know when ya smile."

Astrel's bright smile just disappeared like he never had that emotion.

"For a second I even doubted my own eyes but never mistaken. You are my brother. Uhhh... Nevermind. Come on, let's have the most awaited dinner. Mrs.Frost has been waiting for your presence at the dinner table. By the way, what do you think about the suggestion given by Uncle Demus? I guess it's pretty much good for our reputation..." The conversation just continued...

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Hallways of Frost Mansion,

Vilian was sneaking through the hallways from the kitchen backdoor without getting caught.

Though the maids in the mansion were pretty much friendly to her, sadly, when it comes to hiding the truth, uff... for god's sake they were the worst. One rough order from the house butler Mr.Jimmy Hancock, and be it the maids or the servants, they would tremble like the withered leaves. They'd utter each and everything detailedly, with or without stuttering, just like a trained circus parrot. They feared for their dear lives, that might be taken away to beheaded for being disloyal to Mr. Frost, their master, just like what happened to one of their fellow maid who tried to poison Mrs.Frost.

Jimmy was a very loyal servant who was working for the Frost mansion since the early twenties of his age and was promoted, to be the head butler of the Frost mansion when he reached the age of his early forties of a man.

Vilian on the other side, somehow got into one of the guest's rooms and thought to change her clothes into something more comfortable and decent. Especially, if her mother were to see her in a ripped-clothed, uff... it was better to be in a crop top and a short skirt than a ripped cloth. She found a white bathrobe in the bathroom of the room which exposed a little of her fair skin and covered her fully from top to bottom reaching above her ankle. Though she was in an inappropriate clothing she had to escape from the place. She was done dressing and was about to leave the room, but unfortunately, she couldn't as she heard someone speaking with Jimmy. The voices were very faint and were nearing her direction.

"Oh no! not now. I was just about to leave. Uhh.. why can't you guys come a little later. Gotta hide ASAP!!! The bed? No, that wouldn't do. Curtains? Nope. Clos..closets! Yes." She ran into the closet and hid herself inside. The closet was a larger one, and so was her figure smaller in size. She perfectly fitted into it.

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Astrel on the other side had to stay in the Frost mansion due to an unexpected incident. He got a message from one of his subordinates that a group of assassins invaded his mansion. Coming to know about this incident, Demus, who was a business partner and a very close friend of his father insisted that Astrel stays in his mansion tonight, for it was dangerous for him to make a move there. Though Astrel was a stubborn person and a very skillful man, he couldn't deny Demus' insistence, so he and his brother agreed to it. Separate guest rooms were provided for both the brothers by Demus. The butler showed them the way to their respective rooms and said there were all the necessary things in the room's separate closets.

Astrel entered the room and closed the door observing the room keenly. The room was quite spacious. A bedside lamp was dimly lit. The white curtains were drawn down and there was a patio. A better luxurious white bed with a side stand and a small study table and also three closets. One of the closet had some clothings in just like the butler mentioned. Jimmy had informed the maids to fill the closet with some of the men's wear before Astrel could reach the guest room.

Astrel was feeling a bit tired so, he went through the closet which had some of the clothes and pajamas. He went through the clothes and finally got a pajama, which wasn't exactly of his size but was somewhat manageable. It was a white pajama and a black t-shirt.

Suddenly, he heard an abrupt sound from the closet which was next the closet which he was standing in front. Strangely a hanger was fallen. He went to take it and place it back, but the dresses were a bit moving. He placed the hanger back and slid the clothes to a side. There wasn't anything to be precise, but when he looked down the corner of the closet, there was a petite figure curled like a furry ball.