Before I became the legendary boss

Mrs. Alma had been the Davies's maid since she was a little girl.Therefore, she has been watching Mr. Davis grow up.The woman's intuition told her that her little master was smart, sensitive, and had insight far beyond others. He would become a very good lord, but at the same time, he was also very vulnerable.She watched Mr. Davis grow up, step by step, into what he is now, revered and feared.

Mrs. Alma knew that many people, including Mr. Davis's business partners, called him a "monster" behind his back, thinking that he was a "cold-blooded animal" who could not be moved by money or affection.While his "reason" and "correctness" created countless wealth, it also made others fear.Because they are afraid that Mr. Davis' "rightness" will one day turn into a sharp knife against them.For every mortal who is rolling in desire, Mr. Davis is too special. He seems to have no personal desires, weaknesses, and handles, so he cannot be predicted or controlled.

But from now on, everything will change.Mrs. Alma thought.

The Davis family's mansion hadn't been this lively for a long time. Countless workers came in and out, filling the hall with newly built furniture and furnishings.Mr. Davis personally stood aside to supervise all this, and the little guy stood beside him, seeming a little confused.Mr. Davis pointed to the small furniture and asked softly which ones he liked.

[If you don't like it, make a few more sets.Alma, are the chefs here? ]

[Already here, sir, waiting for your instructions in the kitchen. ]

Alma bowed slightly, watching the little guy being led towards the kitchen by Mr. Davis.

[Eating bread all the time is bad for your health. ]

Mr. Davis frowned.

[You are so thin, you need to eat more nutritious food. ]

Dozens of chefs lined up neatly and served vegetarian dishes crafted like handicrafts one after another.

[You never eat meat dishes, is it because you don’t like it? ]

Facing Mr. Davis' question, the little guy hesitated for a while and wrote on the paper.

"I'm just not used to raw meat."

So Mr. Davis immediately sent someone to invite the head chef who is good at cooking meat. You know, few people eat fully cooked meat these days.He even cut the meat into small pieces one by one by himself, and the little guy looked very cute when he was frightened.

"Mr. Davis, you don't need to do these, the original is enough."

[But I want to do it. ]

Mr. Davis bent down so that his eyes were level with the little one.

[Please let me do this. ]

Mr. Davis has really changed.

He no longer throws himself into work every day, running between factories and chambers of commerce.He spends a lot of time at home with the little one.Like a more clingy owner than a pet, or a father who is always worried about his children, he fills that specially remodeled room with the best everything he knows and can get.

All kinds of expensive ancient books, picture books, toys, artworks... were moved there continuously.Tailors who were eager to try their best stepped on the threshold of Davis's house.It had been a long time since the hostess of the house had been vacant, and they hadn't been able to take a big order here.They tailored clothes for the little guy and dressed him up as a beautiful and expensive little prince. Some people suggested that they could make a few more skirts, but the little guy firmly opposed it.It's such a pity, Mrs. Alma couldn't help regretting, otherwise she could dress up the little baby as the cutest little princess in the world (He Rong: Are you serious?) After all, no matter what age, ladies' There lived a girl who liked to dress up dolls.

Mr. Davis watched all this in silence, and he began to smile now and then.Sometimes Mrs. Alma would see them walking together, across the courtyard after it had just rained, and Mr. Davies would lift the little one up to pick flowers from the trees; Mr. Weiss reads books for the little ones, sometimes about human common sense and legislation, sometimes just simple picture books of fairy tales.He recited to it the wonderful poems about the victory of the gods over the demons, and the impossible love affair between the daughter of the sea kingdom and the land prince.

['I place the happiness of my life in his hands.I will sacrifice everything for him and an immortal soul...']

Sometimes the little one listened carefully, and sometimes quietly dozed off, when Mr. Davies would take off his coat and cover it, quietly staring at the other's face until the day passed.

[Alma, do you have any other good ideas? ]

Once again Mr. Davies fretted about what to give the little one.

[Perhaps you can take it out for a walk, there are new operas in a few theaters lately. ]

Mrs. Alma felt that it was a pity that the little baby had been kept in the house all the time, and it needed to go out and about.

[no. ]

Mr. Davis flatly rejected Mrs. Alma's proposal.

[The outside world is too dangerous.He is so fragile, what if he gets hurt.Besides, there is still the possibility of being kidnapped, I...]

[It will be all right under your watch, sir. ]

Mr. Davies stopped anxiously.

[Yeah...and me. ]

You see, love is such a magical thing, isn't it?It makes the smartest people in the world feel dizzy and at a loss, willing to be brave but clumsy windmill riders.

Mrs. Alma was sincerely happy that the host had made such a change. Just as she was preparing their luggage for their departure with a smile, an announcement came from outside the door that a guest had arrived.

Clarence's third daughter, the beautiful Miss Maria, came to the Davis mansion alone and said that she had important matters to discuss with Mr. Davis.

Mrs. Alma sent the two of them into the reception room. She glanced at the sky outside the window. It was still clear just now, but now it was covered with dark clouds, as if it was going to rain soon.

Looks like I can't go out today, sir.Mrs. Alma could not help thinking regretfully.

He Rong listened to the bursts of thunder outside the window, and the raindrops were beating against the window violently.Amidst the noisy noise between heaven and earth, somewhere in the house came the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, with occasional crisp cracking sounds.He left his room and went into the hall leading to the main entrance, where Mrs. Alma was looking worriedly in the direction of the drawing room.

He Rong held up the paper. "What happened?"

Mrs. Alma shook her head.At this moment, the door of the reception room was pushed open, and Miss Maria stumbled out, her face covered with tears.

[Miss Maria, how are you? ]

Mrs. Alma hastened to meet her.There was a terrifying roar in the room.

[Alma, send Miss Clarence out!Today's conversation is over! ]

It was the sound of something heavy hitting the ground again.Mrs. Alma quickly adjusted her surprised expression. She softly comforted the weeping Miss Maria, saying that she would go to see Mr. Davis' situation and would be back soon.Then, He Rong and Miss Maria were left standing together alone.

Miss Maria is described by others as a beautiful and charming lady.From He Rong's point of view, she is about 2 meters tall, with a thin body, and the darker gray fur is full of moisture and light that has been carefully maintained, which is indeed different from the surroundings.At this moment, her pear blossoms were raining, her slender body was trembling slightly, and her lead gray eyes were big and deep looking at He Rong.

He Rong froze for a moment, he had only met this lady twice, but the other party looked at him with negative emotions.

[it was all your fault……]

The voice of crying was full of hatred.

[Because of you, Mr. Davis was ridiculed by the nobles, saying that he is a madman obsessed with monsters. ]

[It's all you……]

[Since you showed up, Mr. Davis has been acting out of order.In the past, he occasionally participated in social activities, but now he shuts himself at home all day... I don't know what I'm doing...]

Miss Maria's gentle appearance was completely distorted, she showed her sharp canine teeth, and a flash of lightning outside the window split the heavy rain.

[They say he doesn't want to marry women anymore, that he's got weird fetishes,]

In the white light, she burst into tears, her voice hoarse.

[it was all your fault!You must be an apostle sent by the devil! !You turned Mr. Davis into a monster just like you! ! ]

He Rong opened his eyes wide.The phone in his arms vibrated, Xu Xu felt hot.

【Urgent Notice: Attention all players, there are still 11 hours left before the final deadline! 】

[Please try to survive until the last second, otherwise the mission will be deemed a failure! 】

[Current remaining number of survivors: 2]

In a distant place, in a dimly lit basement, a man in a priest's robe held up a statue of a god in his hand, and a corpse lay at his feet.

[God!I wiped out the apostles sent by your old enemy!Grant me your will! ]

At the other end of the city, a man with the appearance of an aristocrat was lying on a bed, dying.

[Sure enough, it is a curse... that monster's meat... will make people sick... please, please come over, Mr. Priest...]

At the same time, in the violent storm, Tang Chu tried his best to run through the woods dragging his injured leg.He has already escaped several waves of [human beings] chasing and intercepting, as long as he returns to the beach where the plane crashed and finds the cave where they camped, he should be able to survive the last few hours.Behind him, a dozen [humans] pursued him with huge hunting dogs.Tang Chu gritted his teeth and rushed into the rain again.