Chapter 21

Returning to Drkov's house, Daisy carried a bunch of things into the room. Arriving at the door, she put down the things again. She was about to open the door, but the door opened on its own. Daisy was a little surprised to see the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy walk out. “Who are you standing in front of the first young master's room, the new maid?” Before she could ask, the teenager spoke, his eyes sharp and his voice cold, not much different from Atlas. Daisy looked at the boy for a moment. He had thin bangs, a white baby face, a tall figure, and a head larger than hers. He was wearing a white T-shirt and khaki pants, which was a bit unusual. His attitude right now is very cool. While she was observing him, the other person couldn't help but look at her and evaluate her. His eyes were like a hawk watching chicks, making her laugh a bit before she said: "I am the wife of your first young master." "What?" Needless to say, the teenager was a bit surprised. Since when did the young mas