“Step forward,” said Lucas with a cold tone.
Celia joyfully approached and blinked her eyes, “Sir?”
“Who was with you in tormenting Victoria?” Lucas inquired.
Celia happily pointed to the two with a cheerful expression, not fully grasping the seriousness of the situation, “It’s them, sir,” she answered, pointing at the two who troubled Victoria.
“Step forward,” Lucas commanded.
Immediately, the two approached with heads bowed, “Sir, how can we assist?” they asked.
Celia grinned, “Of course, Sir will reward us,” she proudly said.
“What did you do to Victoria?” he asked the two, ignoring Celia.
“Sir, we simply followed the head servant’s orders,” one replied.
“We held her arms before submerging her in the bathtub,” another said.
Lucas nodded, then using his index finger, gestured to Celia to come closer. With a smile, Celia leaned in, thinking Lucas was about to kiss her. Suddenly, she flew because of a strong slap.
Slap!
In the overwhelming force of the slap, Celia tumbled to the floor, her vision spinning as she lay there, unsure of what had happened. She regained her composure before standing up, feeling bewildered. “Sir, what went wrong?” she asked in a confused tone.
“Oops, my hand slipped,” Lucas calmly said, as if he had made a mistake before signaling again to bring her face closer.
Celia thought that Lucas did not do it on purpose, so she smiled and leaned in again. She puckered her lips, ready to receive a kiss with her eyes closed, when suddenly the other side of her face was struck, causing her to fall to the ground with a bleeding nose and a cracked lip from the force of the slap.
Celia felt dizzy from the force of the slap and couldn’t speak. Lucas took out a tissue, wiped his hand, and then tossed the tissue at Celia.
“How many times did you slap Victoria? More than a dozen?” Lucas asked coldly.
Celia, feeling dizzy and only now realizing that Lucas was not pleased with her foolishness. She felt scared and trembling, never in her life did she think she would be punished by her master, with the help of Lucas’s butler, a friend of her father.
Celia crawled towards Lucas, “Sir, forgive me, I should not have hurt your maid,” pleaded Celia, desperate to touch Lucas.
But before she could reach him, Lucas kicked her away. He looked at the two trembling servants in fear, knowing they were only following the head servant’s orders. “Grab both of her arms,” Lucas ordered coldly to the two servants.
“Patty, come here,” Lucas said
A plump woman comes forward, looking like a giant, with a huge belly, legs, and arms resembling a sumo wrestler. “Sir!” Patty politely responded.
“Slap her until she loses all her teeth,” Lucas ordered Patty.
“Yes, sir,” Patty replied, ready to slap Celia.
“Not here, I don’t want the house to get dirty. Take her out to the back and punish her there,” he added.
“Yes, sir!” Patty responded before instructing two servants to drag Celia to the back of the house. Celia, with swollen cheeks, became terrified upon seeing the colossal Patty. Out of sheer fear, she wet herself in her pants.
“Sir, have mercy, I won’t do it again,” Celia begged.
“There is no second chance, you hurt my wife!” Lucas released with a chilling voice full of intent to kill.
“Wife?!” Celia was surprised, ‘she’s the wife of the master!’ she thought, but it was too late because she had already done what she shouldn’t have done.
Everyone present was also surprised after hearing Lucas say that Victoria was his wife, but no one spoke, as they felt the anger of the master.
“After losing all his teeth, drown her in the stream, don’t let her die, let her live miserably,” Lucas added before ordering to drag Celia, before ordering to clean Celia’s urine on the floor.
Celia continued to scream and beg, struggling, but she had exhausted her strength with just two slaps from Lucas. She cried for help, even calling her uncle, the butler, but to no avail. The butler did not move, and she was already taken out of the house.
Outside the villa, the echoes of the loud slaps on Celia reverberated throughout the entire Villa. She stopped moving as Patty mercilessly knocked out her front teeth, blood spattering on the grass. After all the teeth were gone, Patty instructed to wake her up using cold water before tormenting her in the stream.
Mr. Moon, helpless, watched as the scene unfolded with Celia at its center. He knew Lucas’s temperament well. Even if he begged, it would be futile. So, he pondered on how to break the news to Celia’s parents, “From now on, Patty is assigned as the head of the servants,” Max instructed his butler.
Mr. Moon nodded and replied respectfully, “Yes, sir!”
In fact, Patty should have indeed been the head of the servants, but Celia came and snatched the position from her. Lucas didn’t protest because she was the daughter of his butler’s friend. Yet, he never expected her to be so violent. Now that Lucas had taken charge, there was nothing Mr. Moon could do about it.
“Prepare a meal for Victoria,” he ordered the servants before getting up and heading towards Victoria’s room.
The servants immediately acted upon Lucas’s command.
“Miss Victoria is actually the wife of the Tyrant Boss,” whispered one of the servants.
“Yes, I thought she was just a new servant brought in by sir, Turns out she’s his wife, which is why she has her own room,” whispered another.
“What are you whispering about? Do you want sir to hear you?” another one asked to warn them.
…
As Lucas ascended to the second floor of the villa and headed to Victoria’s room, he knocked on the door. Victoria had just woken up, so she got up and opened the door. She was surprised and scared as she saw Lucas.
“Sir, I apologize for not being able to work and just slept in my room, please punish me,” Victoria said with a sad and fearful expression on her face.
When Lucas saw this, he felt sadness and pity for Victoria, sensing something in his heart that he couldn’t quite understand. He composed himself before speaking in a cold tone, “You may come down if you’re hungry, the servants have prepared food for you.”
Victoria was surprised that Lucas didn’t seem like the Tyrant Boss she had heard about. “Sir?” she asked.
“I am your husband, not your boss. We have a marriage certificate, we are legally married. Just call me by my name.”
“It seems like you’re feeling better now, come down to eat and regain your strength,” he said coldly before walking away towards his room.
Victoria was confused by Lucas’s behavior. ‘Why does he seem like a different person? He wasn’t like this yesterday. Although he is cold now, there is a hint of care in his words,’ she thought before descending the stairs.
As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she was surprised by what greeted her.