"Yes, Vita, I heard that someone just wandered around the villa a few times, then had his hands and feet broken and his eyes gouged out by Mr. Smith. Wouldn't it be bad for us to sneak in without his consent?"
"Don't worry. I am my father's favorite. He won't blame me."
Listening to the noise outside the yard, I frowned slightly, feeling that a disaster was imminent.
I knew better than anyone how crazy my dad was.
He imprisoned me there because he was afraid that someone would get close to me and hurt me.
Once someone got lost and came to the mountaintop villa.
As a result, my father broke his hands and feet and gouged out his eyes. Then the person disappeared the next day.
At first my father was only wary of outsiders, but after I ran away from home, he felt that the bodyguards and nannies around me would lead me astray, so he sent all of them away.
He would rather deliver food to me personally three times a day than let anyone else have contact with me.
If those people outside the villa came in, they would be in great trouble.
I quickly stood up and wanted to remind those people to leave.
But as soon as I reached the door, it was kicked open.
A face that looked 80% like me came into view.