The maid was clearly bruised, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she stood frozen in place, too frightened to move.
“Stand up straight, don’t move. This tI'm aiming for your forehead—hold your head up higher!” Aries, just thirteen but already
nearly six feet tall, still wore the mischievous face of a boy.
The moment the maid saw Eugene step into the hallway, she choked out a trembling cry. “Master Eugene!”
Eugene frowned and looked at Aries. “Why aren't you in bed?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Mom went out to play cards!” Aries announced proudly.
Their father was usually out attending business dinners, so Mrs. Winters was the one keeping Aries in check. Whenever she wasn’t
home, Aries ran wild, answerable to no one.
e here,” Eugene beckoned with a stern gesture.
Aries sauntered over. “What do you want?”
Without a word, Eugene grabbed the air gun out of Aries’s hands, snapped it cleanly in two with a swift motion, and tossed it to the
floor. “If you ever shoot at someone again—especially a woman—next time, you'll be the one standing here getting shot at. Is that
clear?”
Aries’s face crumpled as he saw his beloved gun broken. He burst into tears. “You broke my gun! I'm telling Mom!”
“Save it. No crying—you’re thirteen, not three.” Eugene's voice was cold and sharp.
Aries shrank back, intimidated by his older brother. He wiped at his eyes, sniffling, but didn’t dare let the tears fall.
“Go to bed,” Eugene ordered.
Aries gave a huff, then stomped off, slamming his bedroom door behind him.
“Thank you, Master Eugene!” The maid said gratefully from behind him.
Eugene turned, his expression softening. “There's no need to thank me. You're here to work, not to be bullied. If Aries harasses you
again, tell the housekeeper, ore straight to me.”
The maid nodded anxiously, still blinking away tears as she glanced at Aries’s door. “I understand. Thank you, sir.”
“Finish up and get srest.” With that, Eugene headed for the study.
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