"Miss Rika, here is your soup. I hope you enjoy it."
The Omega servant carelessly placed the soup before Rika, splashing and staining her clothes. Rika's quick reflexes saved her from a mess, but the maid's nonchalant attitude only added to the tension.
Rika's eyes searched the maid's face for any sign of regret or apology, but her expression remained indifferent as if she had done nothing wrong.
Instead, her eyes were sneaking glances at Damian while adoration covered her eyes.
Rika's mind raced with conflicting thoughts. 'This maid must be new if she's trying to win Damian's favour with such transparent tactics. Should I intervene before she gets herself into trouble?'
The poor maid looked love-struck. But she was not the first person to express thirst after seeing Damian.
If that man could make a beta like Rika fall for him, the enticing of a clueless omega was not a big deal for him.