2 . The papers

One of the maidservants opened the big wooden door and greeted Rose whom she knew as the young miss of the family and the next heiress of the Stacys' enterprises, as she was an old worker in the mansion.

Others who were appointment later on never knew about this and always browbeat Rose badly. But Rose never spoke up as she was a magnanimous and kind-hearted sort. Ever since her mom passed away, she became more quiet, calm, less roguish, and always cooperated with all kinds of conditions.

The maidservant said, "She is waiting for you".

Rose went inside.

Miss Yakin said: "Sit down!

Setting on a false urbane smile and voice tone,

Rose greeted her :

"Good evening!Miss! How can I help you? What's so urgent!?"

Of course, she can't call her ' mom ' as she doesn't deserve it. Hence, she calls her miss or madam instead of 'mom'.

"I won't beat around the bush, asking you straightforwardly, where are the estate's asset papers?"

"I don't have them!"

"Don't lie! I perfectly know you know where they are. "

"No! I don't!"Rose answered very calmly this time.

"Of course, she is lying! Don't you remember mother how her mother used to lie to father to keep you away from him!?" A harsh female voice came from the background. It was 22 years old, rude, and a typically spoilt daughter of the mistress, Lina. Not only she orally abused Rose but also never respected her even though Rose was 4-years older than her.

"Like mother, like daughter!"

Rose had an unruffled look on her face, but only she knew that a thousand typhoons have already hit her very hard.

She turned away from Lina and replied to Miss Yakin: If I had them you would not have been sitting and enjoying like a host here instead you would have been on the road begging for money".

" BITCH " Lina screamed, venting her anger on the purse she was holding in her hand. The was now lying on the ground.

Curving, upwards one side of her lips, Rose got up from the sofa and headed to the boudoir.