Life as A Servant

The girl who was covered in food, stood there surprised for a second before she spoke coldly, even though she was dirtied by the food she didn't seem angry, in fact, she looked cold and emotionless, unaffected by what happened, nevertheless, she spoke with a threatening tone. "This dress is 10 million won, pay up, you have just ruined it." Bin, not knowing what to do, tried his best to calm this girl or else if she would explode, he knew for sure he will get fired, apparently this girl looked filthy rich, and hearing how much the dress costs, he almost coughed blood. "E-Esteemed customer, please calm down, I assure you it was only an accident" "I do not care if it's an accident or not, pay up or bring me your manager." Bin started sweating non-stop, if the manager blamed this on him, it would be a disaster, he barely accumulated 1.4 million won in three years so how could he get

As the main door of the mansion was opened, what Bin witnessed dumbfounded him, for such an insignificant person like him to see a thing like this is very rare. Very wide stairs that could fit 10 persons were present in front of him, they seemed to lead to the next floor, a long red carpet was on the stairs all the way to the top and even the stairs were made from a special material. This was a big hall, two tall pillars that reached the roof of this floor were erected from the ground, they were at the edges of the stairs, they were what is know as Corinthian pillars and had a majestic look to them. Moreover, there were paintings hanging on the wall with some stone and gold sculptures here and there. Be it a sculpture of an ancient philosopher or a famous athlete, there were all kinds of sculptures. Bin was left agape as this sight, just this hall alone is worth millions of dollars, so what about the

The mansion was just too big to search every corner of it. The only thing Bin could do was pick a direction and just head towards it and wish to find the kitchen there, or at least a place to get the dinner from.  'To begin with, didn't one of her parents tell her to come down to dine with them? Unresponsible brat... can't believe she's my master.' The wide hall was illuminated by several lights and he even spotted more than two chandeliers that were as big as a cow. Every second he contemplated the luxurious furniture, Bin felt pain in his heart as the world was really too unfair. Whilst people spend millions of dollars to buy a carpet or a single painting, just ten percent of that amount could allow countless people to live for years or at least survive for some time. Rich people would bathe in money bills yet poor people would work a whole day for not even a quarter of one money bill,

Since Jasmine slept quite early yesterday, she woke up at 5 AM, the first thing she said was to call for Bin for no apparent reason. She caused a huge ruckus and loud noises as she yelled around yet no one could do what she wants, with no choice but to go to pick him up, Jasmine dressed up and went to Bin's small house in the usual white limousine. "Hmpf! I prepared a room for him yet he still dares to go back home." Jasmine completely forgot about the fact that he told her he has to take care of his little sister, she didn't even bother to think how he got home, for her, these things didn't matter. She needed to teach him a lesson and make his life hell, but it's not like it's not already is hell due to his circumstances. About 20 minutes later, the white limousine arrived at the rural district that Bin lives in. Dirty and crumbled buildings were everywhere. Some small and narrow alleys even have a foul stench of piss a

While trying to maintain the kind elder sister image, Jasmine tried her best to approach Mina and talk to her but the little girl was strongly opposed to that. Despite seeing that, Jasmine was as persistent and clingy as ever, she endlessly talked and asked questions to Mina only to be ignored and treated like a barking dog or an annoying bug. Bin had long since closed his eyes and relaxed on this comfortable sofa, Mina didn't disturb him as she more than anyone else wanted to rest so when the opportunity was given to him, she didn't talk or bother him, she merely sat on his lap and remained silent while looking from the window and staring at the street. The car speed was neither fast nor slow and since the system is rotten, the car had a special plate so it had more space to drive on. For example, in an intersection, many cars would let it pass first without fighting as it is just like that, the rich benefits and the poor suffers, if you do