The maid could not help but curse her bad luck as she was picked out by Lord Dirac to look after his sister. It was akin to a death sentence for her.
Mary had initially joined the household to capture Lord Dirac's heart. He was handsome, rich, and single. He had been a perfect man in any girl's eyes.
Back then, the servant had been foolish enough to believe in the romance novels she had read. She had believed that if she crossed paths with Lord Lucas Dirac a few times then he would fall for Mary's charms.
All the romance books she had read about forbidden romance had said that the girl will be able to capture a cold master's heart with her sincere heart and charms.
Mary had tried hard to cultivate the same in her. She had believed herself to be the chosen one when she had passed the maid test.
But all her hopes and dreams had quickly come dashing down when she had stood in front of those cold eyes of Lord Dirac in a room full of other new maids.