Lance nodded absentmindedly and took his seat. His gaze then landed on Tara standing across from him. She was wearing the same work uniform as always. Her stunning face was free of makeup, and her skin was tanned and healthy. She was so beautiful that Lance lifted his eyes and stared at her for a moment. Last night, he dreamed that her skin had been just as tanned and soft. Tara kept her attention entirely on Shawn, ready to respond to his needs at any moment.

Sores, however, noticed Linea's gaze on Tara. Assuming that Tara had done something to seduce Lance again, he shot her a probing, amused look. Yet, Tara was entirely focused on Shawn. She didn't even glance at Lance across the table. Lance was briefly stunned, then continued to observe in surprise. Tara was behaving naturally. It was nothing like someone playing hard to get. Soon took a sip of his milk, a teasing smile playing on his lips. He thought that things were getting interesting. "Mr.

Swain, your breakfast will get cold soon," Stella reminded Lance softly. Only then did Lance withdraw his dark gaze and slowly begin eating. Stella looked at Tara, who was standing across from her just now. Lance had stared at her for a long time. Suddenly, she felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, finding her expression turning ugly. She wondered why Lance kept staring at Tara like that. He wanted to know exactly what had happened between Lance and Tara in the sunroom.

She regretted instructing Leal to lock Tara in there since it had backfired spectacularly. Soren had already finished his breakfast and was extremely patient. "Take your time," he said to the others. Soren nodded and asked, "There's no event today, so are you heading back to Wilhelm?" Shawn placed his used napkin on the table. "No. I'll be composing upstairs." Doret nodded in understanding. "Alright. We won't disturb you today." Shawn got up and left the table.

After several steps, he paused and turned to instruct Tara, "Bring a fruit platter to my room later." Tara responded emotionlessly, "Yes, Mr. Wilhelm." She didn't smile. After all, there was no need to give anyone the wrong idea that she was trying to seduce someone again. Tara kept her gaze fixed ahead as she got ready to leave the dining room, only to meet Soren's mocking gaze unexpectedly. That left her feeling quite speechless.

She thought that he was probably spinning some dramatic scenario in his head, imagining that she was playing hard to get. Tara couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention. Wanting to keep a certain distance from the male leads, she waited for a while after Shawn had left before leaving. With no more drama to watch, Soren turned to the silent Jonah. "Mr. Pearson, will you return to Pearson Group today?" Jonah didn't even lift his gaze.

"Yes." Soren thought that Jonah truly lived up to the reputation of a workaholic. It was no wonder Pearson Group had become one of the leaders in the business world. With a CEO like Jonah, it would have been hard for Pearson Group not to be at the top of the industry. Meanwhile, Lance wiped his hands with a warm towel as he watched Tara walk away, his gaze dark and unreadable. Stella maintained a gentle expression, but she was actually gripping the tray, simmering with anger.

Sooner or later, she would force Tara out of the villa, cutting off any chance for her to seduce Lance. Tara, who had already left the dining room, didn't notice the strange intensity of Lance's stare. She simply continued with her remaining tasks. An hour later, she brought a fruit platter to Shawn's room. Hearing him say "come in," she entered as quietly as possible, careful not to disturb his composing. Her caution extended even to closing the door almost soundlessly.

Shawn watched this with amusement, his opinion of her shifting slightly. After delivering the fruit platter to Shawn on the second floor, Tara returned downstairs, where Terence called her over. He had instructions for her and Hailey. "Mr. Farrell will be taking a swim tomorrow morning. Which of you will be on standby?" Having no intention of doing so, Tara remained silent.

Not only did she want to keep her distance from the main characters, but Soren's annoying demeanor also made her wish to stay as far away from him as possible. Hailey's reaction was completely different from Tara's. She had a secret crush on Soren, so of course, she would want to get closer to him. She quickly raised her hand, hoping to be assigned the task. Tara heaved a sigh of relief. At least she wouldn't have to.

But then Terence glanced at the enthusiastically volunteering Hailey before turning his gaze to Tara, who remained visibly relieved. "Tara, you'll be the one attending to Mr. Farrell tomorrow. Come find me if anything comes up." Terence outright assigned the task to her. Hailey's expression instantly showed she thought that she had misheard. But she realized she hadn't when she saw Tara's reluctant frown. Terence nodded. "Mr. Oakley," Hailey stared at him in disbelief.

She had raised her hand, so why was she being assigned the task? Why had he chosen Tara, who clearly didn't- Terence sighed softly and said, "You'd better give up. I know about your feelings for him. He didn't feel like he could possibly entrust her around Soren in such a state. Even if Soren had no interest in Hailey, it would still be an unnecessary burden for him. Hailey was furious. However, she had no choice but to relent. She shot a glare at Tara, who looked just as unwilling.

She couldn't believe how fortunate Tara was. Tara was a hundred times unwilling. Delivering food and drinks to Soren's room was one thing, as she could leave immediately after. But staying by the poolside was entirely different. She would have to accompany him the entire time he swam and promptly put a towel over him when he finished. Tara hesitated before asking, "Mr. Oakley, can someone else take this task?" Terence's tone was firm. "It's settled.

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From now on, you'll be responsible for attending to Mr. Farrell and the other three whenever they take a swim." Tara was shocked, feeling like she was about to explode. How was it that the more she tried to refuse, the more tasks kept piling up? "Mr. Oakley, I really don't want to," Tara bluntly expressed her reluctance. At this, Hailey quickly interjected, "Mr. Oakley, if she doesn't want to, I can do it!" She thought that this was a golden opportunity.

There was no way she would let it slip into Tara's hands. However, Terence remained unmoved. "The matter is settled. Both of you, go attend to your duties." With that, he walked off to assign tasks to other housekeepers, leaving no room for further negotiation. As he disappeared from their sight without looking back, Hailey turned to Tara, sneering. "You really have all the luck, don't you?" Tara was already feeling troubled, and Hailey's sarcasm only irritated her further.

She cast a cool glance at Hailey and said, "I have better luck than you, at least." Hailey bristled at her icy gaze. "Why you! Don't even think about seducing Mr. Farrell and the others again, or I'll report you to Gemma!" Tara countered calmly, "It's you who wants to seduce them. If you're so eager, just say it. Look how desperate you were earlier. Too bad Mr. Oakley saw through you and gave the task to me instead." "Don't get too full of yourself, just wait!

Once I get evidence of you trying to seduce Mr. Farrell and the others, Gemma will definitely fire you!" Ironically, Tara wanted to be fired by Gemma. That way, she wouldn't have to pay a penalty fee and could escape the villainess's fate in the novel. "Go ahead and search for it. If you can get Gemma to like me, I'll actually thank you for it." Tara could pretend to seduce the male leads to get herself fired.

But considering her role as the villainess in the novel, she worried it might lead her straight to the same tragic ending. So she decided to persist quietly until her contract expired. Only five months remained. If she stayed cautious and kept her distance, she figured that she should be able to make it through unscathed. Moreover, she would love a better savings account once she left the villa. Opening a small sleepwear shop would make for a comfortable, worry-free life.

When Tara said those two sentences, her expression and tone were unusually serious, as if she wasn't joking at all. Hailey froze for a moment, then remembered Tara's past behavior. She concluded that the latter must be plotting something - like dragging her down with her. "I'm not going to fall for your tricks." Unable to win the argument, Hailey could only storm off. The thought of attending to Soren tomorrow gave Tara a headache. Soren was notoriously sharp-tongued.

At some point, he had started teasing her as if it were- As for Terence's decision that she would also be responsible for the other three, Jonah, Shawn, and Larpie rarely swam, so she didn't have to worry about them. Tara tidied a corner and returned to the bar to wash the tray she had just used. At that moment, Betty entered the room. She seemed like she had something on her mind.

But when she saw Tara washing the tray, she quickly approached and recounted everything Stella had told her the night before. Although Betty wasn't worldly, she knew that Tara was the one who had truly helped her. Stella's goal was clearly to ostracize Tara and make Betty view her through a biased lens. As she spoke, Betty kept a close eye on Tara's expression. She had expected Tara to fly into a rage, but her expression had remained unchanged after hearing everything.

"Tara?" Betty thought that Tara was so angry that she couldn't speak. Tara turned off the faucet and placed the clean tray on the drying rack. "Betty, what Stella said is true." Even though it was the original host who had done those things, she was that person now. Betty's eyes widened in shock at her frank admission. "Tara, I'm sure you had your reasons, or there must be some misunderstanding." "I really did try to seduce Mr. Farrell and the others before.

I wanted endless wealth to climb the social ladder." Betty was at a loss for words, her lips parting soundlessly. Tara continued, "But later, I realized that it was impossible, so I gave up. Now, I just want to do my job properly and no longer harbor any delusions about Mr. Farrell and the others." Her voice was clear as she openly admitted to her past attempts at seduction. "So there's no hidden reason or misunderstanding." "Tara, the past is the past," Betty said.

As long as Tara didn't try to seduce Soren and the others now or in the future, there would be no risk of her getting fired. Tara hadn't expected Betty to react this way. She had assumed that Betty would distance herself, but instead... After hearing Tara's explanation, Betty was even more convinced that the former was a good person. "Besides, the four of them are powerful, wealthy, and famous.

Not only that, but they're also tall and handsome, and they have a significant influence both in the entertainment industry and the business world. So who wouldn't fall for them? Who wouldn't want them? How many women could resist being tempted?" The more Betty spoke, the more she understood why Tara had once tried to seduce them. Tara chuckled. "You'd better not let anyone hear this, or they'll think that we're conspiring to seduce Mr. Farrell and the others." Betty hastily looked around.

Fortunately, she and Tara were the only ones at the fruit bar. "Anyway, I'll always take your side - no matter what others say," Betty declared. Tara hadn't expected that a single act of kindness two days ago would earn her a friend. She flashed Betty a radiant smile. "Thank you." The sheer beauty of that smile made Betty's eyes widen further. She held her breath, afraid to shatter the breathtaking sight before her. Betty thought that Tara would look perfect with any of the boy band members. She had never seen anyone as stunning as her.