I kill my tyrant husband

the massive bed with its soft silk sheets. Beyond the clear glass windows lay a meticulously manicured garden, the fountain's gentle murmur felt like it was mocking her l

within this mansion. She always appeared precisely on time, her voice even, without inflection, announcing the day's schedule: meal times, strolls in the garden, library hou

beautifully presented, but the atmosphere at the dining table was invariably silent. Servants stood a set distance away, ready to fulfill any request with just a look, but they never initiated conversation or lingered l

e history of the Goldsmiths family. But the reaction was always the same: a polite, practiced smile, an extremely brief, generic answer, or a "I'm not sure, Madam" accompanied by

avy potted plant without showing any strain, or the way a female servant cleaned a room with astonishing speed and

o the library. She paid attention to architectural details: the number of windows, the location of back staircases, the large wooden doors leading to areas she had never entered. There were long,

area and for important guests, then quickly moved past it. Clara was not allowed near there. She could only stand from afar and look through large glass win

he high walls, electric fences, and security cameras are cleverly disguised in bushes or on top of lampposts. The

unexpected risks. Now, those instincts were utilized to the maximum. She didn't trust anyone in the Goldsmiths' mansion. A servant's smile could

uld she approach a man so mysterious that he left no trace in his own home? How could she act when every corner might have watching eyes?

keepers, to find weaknesses in the security and control system. She had to be patient, hide herself,

smiths Group, their wealth and power. There was no personal information about Jonathan Goldsmith beyond his position as chairm

to something about to happen. Jonathan Goldsmith still hadn't arrived. The true master of this house, the one she had to kill, remained an unknown. B

had to survive in "Chaos," who had to face the Goldsmith family and Jonathan Goldsmith. She would use every means