Reborn, Its Time To Save My Family And.. My Enemy!
Chapter 93: A Gift!

Chapter 93: A Gift!

"Pffft!" Olivia paused as she knew who this laughter belonged to. Yet, she could not believe that man was here. In the sun room when he had never rained in the manor except for his room and training ground. First dining room and then sun room. If she did not know any better, she would have thought he was following her.

Agathan frowned and turned back with a scowl only to see Damon leisurely walking in the room. Her eyes widened with shock!

"My lord!" Agatha calmed her mind. She belongs to Oriana. She did not need to worry about his presence. So, instead of standing up and bowing her head. Agatha only stood up and nodded in courtesy.

Damon raised a brow. But with his leisurely attitude, he did not pick up the fight. He stared at Olivia as if it was just a sheer coincidence that he was here. But he knew! He had come here to see her. Even after sparring and winning against all the knights, he did not feel better. So he concentrated on the damn file again. But even if he can fight, he could not concentrate on work.

His mind drifted to strange thoughts. And it was all because of this woman. She had casted a spell on him. Would he feel better if he saw her? Or insult her?

The sudden itch to scold her to get rid of her thoughts started to gnaw his chest. So, he took hurried steps toward the room.

But when he walked in, he froze at his place looking at her face. The soft rays of sun were falling on her face, making it ethereal. She was glowing under the sunlight with a sweet smile on her face as she embroidered.

Her bright animated eyes, her sweet lips, her pale skin and that small mole near her lips. He found himself entranced. He only came back to his senses after hearing her remark.

"Bring me a cup of tea with some snacks." Agatha blinked and then looked around before blinking again.

"Pardon! Are you speaking to me?" Agatha could not believe it. She was not wearing the maid’s uniform like other maids. She was in a plain gown.

"Are you not working here?" an irked frown appeared on his face as he stared at Agatha. After participating in many small and big wars from a young age and facing various assassins, Damon had killed many.

His aura was stronger and sharper than many knights. That one gaze was enough for Agatha to lower her head and gulp.

"This..!"

"Go and bring me snacks." he repeated and Agatha held her dress tightly. But there was no one for her help. When she looked at Olivia. The young girl was shrinking herself to lessen her presence. Forget it. She would go and inform other maids to do it. Agatha felt better after sorting her thoughts.

"Yes, my lord." she left the room without caring for Olivia in the slightest. If she befell upon a danger, she deserved it.

As soon as Agatha left, the young shivering girl disappeared too. Olivia raised her head and stared at Damon as if she was looking at a strange creature.

"Did you help me there?" as rubbish as that thought sounded, she did not find any other reason for Damon to pick up a fight with Agatha!

If Oriana knew, she would find a way to punish Damon to show her authority. Challenging Oriana’s staff meant challenging her.

Damon stared at her bright eyes filled with curiosity itching again. He looked away and snorited.

"You think too much. I do not like her face." huh! People pick up a fight just because they did not like the face of another person!?

The duke family was certainly eccentric! Olivia shook her head and pushed away the handkerchief in the heap of other handkerchiefs.

Damon followed her actions and noticed a pile of handkerchiefs. Each had a different kind of embroidery.

"Did you embroider all of them?" he walks closer, surprising Olivia again. Men had interest in these kinds of things?

"Yes, do you want one?" she leaned and started sorting all of them. Damon noticed the detailed flowers, the bright color vines.

Olivia took out a handkerchief with two swords drawn on it.

"Here!" he stared at her extended hand and then at her face. It was clear that she had not embroidered it for him. But she was giving it to get rid of it. But only one! For whom she had made all of them?

Despite the worry in his heart, the words coming out of his mouth were completely different.

"Do you think I lack a handkerchief?"

"Oh!" no, of course not! Even if it was for deceiving the world, Damon did not lack wealth. She took her offer back but before she could take it, he held onto that handkerchief making her frown. Did he want it or not?

"But if you are offering it to show your gratitude for last night, I will take it. But don’t you think one handkerchief is too less!" Olivia’s eyes twitched looking at his face devoid of any emotion.

Did you not say that you do not lack a handkerchief! Then why are you forcing me to give all of them to you?

Olivia was sure. Just when she would pick up those handkerchiefs, he would insult her and say something mean again. But even if she stared for a long time, he looked serious!

"Well, I can give you all of them." She picked up the pile, arranged them neatly and then passed all of them to Damon.

Damon stared at them and then took them with a reluctant face.

"Since you are so insistent!"

"Who! Me? I am insistent?" OLivia was dumbfounded. She even did not know why she should be so grateful to him in the first place!? But it would be better that she let it go. She didn’t need all of them anyway.

"What about that last one?"

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