Evelyn Sinclair wakes up as the lowest-ranking servant girl in a single stroke, her life goal firm and simple: save money and run, embracing the laid-back life of a salted fish!
Who would've thought that risking her life to save her master wouldn't bring freedom, but rather the "double grace" bestowed by the Grand Princess—first, elevation to commoner status; second, becoming a noble concubine for the Sixth Master Nathaniel Grayson, with a bonus package of "promotion to side consort upon bearing children" thrown in!
Evelyn laughed in anger. Truly... thanks to your whole family! Who cares about being your family's concubine!
The Sixth Master warned with a cold face: "Behave yourself and keep to your place. Don't come near this lord."
Evelyn silently greeted his ancestors eighteen generations back in her heart, while appearing obedient on the surface. She then turned around and shook the carved bed until it creaked, diligently "calling out" a full one hundred and one times before falling asleep, welding "professional dedication" and "knowing one's place" onto her face.
The Sixth Master's eyes darkened with gloom: "..." She's cursing at this lord? This coarse servant girl, she's definitely cursing at this lord!
Half a year later.
Evelyn successfully faked her death and was happily planning her salted fish life when the door to her new home was kicked open. That man who always called her a coarse servant burst in forcefully, pinning her into the corner of the bed without a word. His burning palm gripped her waist, thin lips curving with obsessive intensity, his breath scorching: "Evelyn, have you played enough? Time to return with this lord!"
