HAREM THE RULER

HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW HIS LOVE?

Angela comes out of the kitchen looking for the Chief Manager, she sees him with Sean. "Excuse me, sir."

The Chief Manager looked at him, recognizing him. " Ah you, wasn't that waitress last night. What's up Kristine?"

Sean was sitting playing while looking up to lift his face from his toy car hearing Kristine's name. " Hello Auntie, I can call you aunty, right like Samantha?"

Angela nodded, crouching to align her body with Sean. "Of course, if it makes Young Master happy. You're playing by yourself? Where's Nana?"

"She I moved to the wash, Mr. Sean didn't want it. We're looking for a new nanny, you want one?" the Head of Management.

Sean's eyes instantly sparkled. "Auntie is my nanny, will ya Bi? Aunty promised me last night to meet Mommy?"

Angela thought for a long time, if she became Sean's nanny she would work inside the residence. Closer to a step with Lazarus to investigate everything also got the item that person wanted. "Okay, but today I have another job. Can Young Master wait for me?"

Sean shouted happily. "Yeahhhhh... "

Angela smiled and stood up to ask permission to deliver food to the Company.

"Go, but you must dress well. Come with me," take the Chief Manager.

The Chief Manager gave a set of formal women's clothing. White shirt, black pants combined with black blazer. Angela took him to the room, immediately changed his clothes, put on a thin makeup but more bright and fresh look than his usual face. He tied his straight hair to a ponytail, involuntarily revealing his white neckline.

Taking care of Lazarus lunch, Angela is now in front of the Company. Tidying up his blazer, he stepped his foot inside.

He walked towards the receptionist. "Hello Miss, I am from the residence of Mr. Lazarus delivering lunch"

"Wait a minute" replied the receptionist.

Not waiting for long, Angela was told to take the elevator to the 36th floor, the President's floor.

The elevator door opened, Angela stepped her foot out. Walk straight towards Lazarus' office, passing through several rooms.

Lazarus had just walked out of the meeting room, when his sharp eyes saw the woman he had embraced last night standing in front of his secretary's desk. Unable to hold back his curiosity, he quickened his pace.

"Presdir," Calista his secretary greeted him.

"Who are you?" Lazarus pretended not to know him.

Angela turned around, smiling politely. "I'm your servant's residence, sir. I'm in charge of bringing you your lunch."

Lazarus raised his eyebrows, he was less attentive last night to his voice but now he feels he has known his voice. He put his feet into his room. "Albert! Let him in!"

Albert also felt a little strange, his gaze falling onto the face of the servant woman in front of him. The usual face but strangely familiar look is also a little interesting. "Come in!" albert walked with his foot to follow Lazarus in.

Angela took a breath, threw it away quickly. Prepare mentally, must be able to pass it. He was very sure Lazarus would never be able to recognize him because Lazarus never loved him, last night when he said knowing his scent was not just a coincidence?

Angela steadied her footrest, stepping inside confidently.

"Albert put the documents on the table, you get out!"

Albert obeyed him, kept the documents in his hands to the table and walked out leaving his master.

"You can prepare the meal, go to the table there" Lazarus pointed to a table for himself to eat.

Angela walked over to the table, starting to open Lazarus' lunch. One by one the food containers he took out, unknowingly Lazarus approached him from behind.

Lazarus's steps halted one step behind the woman in front of him who was looking down busy preparing her food.

Earlier this morning he had checked the staffing data, called some of his acquaintances to find information about a woman named Kristine. There were some irregularities, the woman with the word Kristine had left her country three years ago, there was no notification that she had re-entered her country.

Lazarus' gaze highlighted the body of the woman who claimed to be named Kristine. Watching her body from bottom to top, her gaze stopped on her smooth white back neck, there was a black mark like a dot on her left, similar to Angela's.

Degh's! Lazarus' heart immediately spurred his blood quickly. Ticking up excitedly, armed with suspicions he just needs to make sure.

Angela's!

Lazarus eagerly came forward wanting to hug him, but instantly recalled the incident last night when he was pushed. Angela still hated him, she had to be careful to treat him. He had to reach for his belief first, then dismantle his disguise.