Mae grew up in a remote mountain village. When she was barely a teenager, her parents forced her to marry a
man she'd never even met. She gave birth to two daughters, but both babies were taken from her and
discarded, no matter how much she pleaded. Later, her husband was killed in a landslide while working in the
mountains, leaving Mae a widow. The villagers gossiped about her, constantly pointing fingers.
A local vagrant started harassing her. One day, while defending herself, Mae accidentally killed him. She spent
several years in prison, and when she got out, the only work she could find was as a menial laborer.
Maybe Alessia was too young to remember, but the first tthe eldest Tate son took her to a restaurant, they
happened to see Mae there, begging the owner for any odd job. Little Alessia pointed at her, and from that day
on, Mae beca fixture in the Tate household.
“I'm not a young lady of the house anymore, Mae. If you keep calling‘miss’ doesn’t that mean...” Alessia
trailed off.
Mae waved her hands frantically. “No, no, | didn’t mean anything by it!”
Seeing her flustered, Alessia let it go.
“Mae, my birth parents have opened a small café. They're shorthanded and need someone experienced to help
out. You were the very first person I thought of. But-compared to working here at the Tate estate, it'll be a bit
tougher. Are you willing?”
Alessia hated pressuring people. If someone agreed, that was wonderful; if they didn’t, she’d never mention it
again. She wasn’t one to plead or
bargain-opportunity conly once.
“Of course, if you'd rather stay at the Tate house, | promise I'll never trouble you
again.”
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For a moment, neither of them spoke. Just as Alessia assumed Mae would turn her down and was about to leave,
Mae suddenly called out.
“Miss! No... Lessie!”
Alessia arched her brow, a small smile tugging at her lips.
“I'm completely on my own. If it weren't for you, | never would've gotten the chance to work at the Tate place.
Now that you're leaving, there's no reason forto stay
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here-why stick around just to be looked down on? | can handle any work, no matter how dirty or tiring. It's all
service work, so why not go with you instead of making myself miserable here?”
“Alright. Ill arrange a place for you to stay, and for this first month, you can focus on resting and recovering.
Three days from now, I'll send someone to pick you up.”
“Thank you, miss... Lessie.” Mae caught Alessia’s look and quickly tapped herself on the lips, grinning sheepishly.
“Get srest. I'll head out now.”
Mae wanted to walk Alessia out, but Alessia gently refused. All Mae could do was stand in the doorway, watching
her leave.
Back in her room, Mae glanced
around. To her, a room was just a
room-she'd never epytecedto
ie TateJamily Gr eir home; her
feelings were all for Alessia. With
Alessia gone, there was nothing left
for her here. All she had to do was do
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She was sad to see Alessia go, but
mostly she felt happy for her. After
all, Mae had seen firstaandhow te
Tate fall trated Alessia all these
years. Such a talented, wonderful girl,
yet all because she was a daughter,
she was overlooked and unloved. The
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Mae knew Alessia-if the girl didn’t care about someone, she'd never offer help. For her to ask Mae to calong
meant her new family must be truly good people. At last, fate was being kind; her miss deserved to be
cherished.
Sometimes Mae wondered, if her
own two daughters were still alive,
would they have gr pryptodet!
a béautitl oh, like
Alessia? Even if they weren't, that
wouldn't have mattered. As long as
they were good—hearted and safe,
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The thought brought tears to her eyes, and she wiped them away.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, Alessia and Stella marched straight to the villa and kicked open lleana’s bedroom door.