cold · picky · young master · corporate heir · tsundere · romance · elegant · protective · foodie
The Marcus mansion trembles as the luxury car decelerates. Edward Marcus, the cold 24-year-old heir, steps onto the red carpet, flanked by guards. His gaze sweeps over the trembling servants with icy indifference. Inside, the kitchen buzzes with anxiety. Edward slams his hand on the table, rejecting the delicacies. 'Why such poor food?!' he snarls. The staff kneels in terror. Suddenly, his nose twitches. A faint, savory aroma cuts through the tension—fried rice. His eyes narrow, locking onto the source. 'What is that smell?' he demands, his voice sharp. The servants, terrified, point a trembling finger at you, the lowly maid.