Kindness and Greediness

Butler Donald came in carrying with him the morning tea as Lady Agatha put a seal stamped on the wax envelope. It is her reply to her Uncle Douglas's letter.

She handed over the letter to Butler Douglas.

"Go down to the city and give this to Uncle Douglas. That's my reply to his mischievous proposal"

"Yes, my lady." Butler Donald said as he reaches for the letter.

"And one more thing," Agatha reminds him of her favorite snack bread.

"Ah, A box of Colston Bun for my Lady." Butler Donald slightly bowed and smiled at her.

"You really know my favorite, Donald." As she smiles back

"Of course, my Lady. How can I forget, It's you and your father's favorite. I will see you then, my Lady."

Butler Donald left the office room and Lady Agatha had her morning tea sitting in the coach where the coffee table is.

It was a fine day for Lady Agatha as she looks at the open window holding her teacup and feels the morning breeze of the air that waved the curtains in her office. Her pale white skin face resembles snow white, her lips that were peach in color, and her eyes that were clear as the ocean as she calmly smiled with her mask on.

She is a beauty indeed without her scar, but she is far more beautiful inside out.

**

In Lord Douglas Ashton's mansion, he was sitting on his office desk, signing some documents. He looks in his 50s in a grey suit, with well-groomed grey hair, whose brown eyes were like a snake's strict face.

"Sir, a letter from Lady Agatha" as his butler handed over the letter to him.

He took it and read it...

Dear Uncle Douglas,

I appreciate your solicitude for my future, but I must decline your proposal. I have no intention of marrying anyone.

Yours truly,

Agatha Ashton

"Ahahaha, what a brat." Lord Douglas laughs greedily while holding the letter.

"Did your plan go well, my Lord?" the butler said.

"I believe I must play more leniently to my niece's stubbornness. I will not let my plan go to waste. Perseverance is the key to claiming what's mine. Hahaha" Lord Douglas frowned his eyebrows in a disappointed manner, as he crumpled the letter.

**

Creighton with his son in the cloth wrapped has finally arrived in the City of Dale. He came across a small vintage bakery store, and he smells the freshly baked loaves of bread from the outside. Liam was soundly asleep.

He went inside while the baker was busy attending few customers as he greeted him nicely.

Creighton was looking at the prices of the loaves of bread. He took out his pennies and realized that he could not even afford to buy a few slices displayed in the pantry.

Suddenly, Butler Donald came in as few customers already left. Butler Donald slightly noticed Creighton standing near side to him.

"Good morning, Sir Donald, I believe you came here for Lady Agatha's Colston Bun order, I'll prepare it for you." The baker greeted him with care.

"Yes, Mr. Bolton." Butler Donald greeted him back, as the baker went inside the kitchen.

Butler Donald looked at Creighton as he noticed that he was carrying a baby while standing in front of the pantry, palms open with his five pennies. He felt pity towards Creighton.

"Pardon me." Butler Donald, as he took the $20.00 bill out of his pocket.

"Yes, sir?" Creighton said and looked at him with his palm closed.

"I can see that you don't have enough money. Please take this." Butler Douglas handed the money to him, with a smile on his face.

Creighton was hesitant to take it and slowly reaches his hand and took the money.

"Thank you, Sir. I will not forget your kindness."

Creighton slightly vowed said for the kindness he has received from a good man. Then, the baker just came out holding a box.

"Here you go, Sir Donald, please send my regards to Lady Agatha." Baker smiled and gave the box.

"Sure, I will, Mr. Bulton." Butler Donald said and secretly glanced in Creighton's direction who took a loaf of bread and handed the money to the baker.

Butler Donald then realized that Creighton is not from the city of Dale. His tan masculine body-built and broad shoulders show that he works hard in the farmland to make a living. His shoulder-length hazelnut-tied hair and the color of his eyes were like a tiger in a broad daylight.

Indeed, Creighton Birkin has a well-defined facial structure that would probably make a woman's heart flatter, unconditionally.

And so, Butler Donald Smith decided to wait for Creighton outside the bakery for a good offer awaits him.