Kate – Season 1, Episode 1: The Return
The Benson estate was silent that evening, but Nora Benson's heart was anything but calm. Ten years had passed since the night her family was slaughtered during what should have been a peaceful vacation. Ten years since her father's dying whisper echoed in her ears:
"It was Manson Evan… never forget."
She hadn't forgotten. She could never forget.
Now, at twenty, Nora had buried the timid girl she once was. She returned under a new name — Kate. A woman cloaked in shadows, patience, and vengeance.
The Evans family, once untouchable in their wealth and power, had no idea that the girl they thought dead was walking into their mansion. Not as a guest, not as a beggar — but as a servant.
That night, Kate slipped into her new disguise — a plain maid's uniform. Her dark hair was neatly tied, her face bare of all glamour. Nothing about her suggested power. Nothing, except her eyes. Those eyes burned with the weight of the grave.
When she entered the Evans household, Mrs. Rebecca Evans barely looked up from her wine glass. "Another maid?" she muttered. "Fine. Make sure she knows her place."
Kate bowed her head, hiding the smirk tugging at her lips. Oh, I know my place… and it is not beneath you. It is above you, waiting for the right moment to strike.
The Evans mansion was gilded in wealth — tall chandeliers, marble floors, and walls that whispered secrets. But beneath the glamour, Kate saw cracks. Amanda Evans, the spoiled daughter, was reckless with her desires. Emma Evans, the heir, was clever but restless, a young man searching for truth in a house built on lies. And Rebecca Evans, the matriarch, ruled with an iron hand, blind to the storm at her gates.
Kate moved silently, serving wine, arranging roses, and carrying secrets in her gaze. Every step inside that mansion was a step closer to her revenge.
That night, as she lay in her small servant's quarters, Kate unfolded a piece of worn paper. Her father's handwriting. His last words.
Manson Evan destroyed us. He will fall by your hand, my child. By your hand.
Kate closed her eyes, whispering to the dark:
"I am not here to serve. I am here to haunt. The Evans will learn… their nightmare has a name."
The game had begun.