Lindsey arrived at the mansion as usual. As she took a few steps on the stairs, she heard an intimidating voice.

"Where have you been?"

Lindsey rolled her eyes and turned to look at him. "Good evening, Kyle! How are you?"

"I am the master of the house to you. You should address me as Mr. Kyle."

Lindsey didn't like how he was talking to her. His dark gaze scared her, and she felt the fear of being mistreated again. Her hands started to sweat as she clenched them together, tired of being trampled