"One minute I’m spilling coffee on my boss’s shoes. The next, I’m thrown into a castle, way back in the past, probably the Regency era. Isn't that just great?"

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Isabel is an ordinary girl living in the corporate world of suits, ties, and endless seriousness. She works as a research marketer before being promoted to become the CEO’s secretary at Hulk Group of Companies.

To others, she seems lucky to have such a position. But in truth, she works for the world’s most impossible man—one who barely notices her existence, yet somehow manages to make her life miserable with endless work and little rest.


Then one day, she spills a cup of coffee… and everything changes.


When Isabel opens her eyes, she is no longer in her office. Instead, she finds herself in a strange world, dressed in a maid’s uniform and assigned to serve the king himself.


From a bossy CEO to a cold royal, did fate really make her his servant all over again?

I woke up to two large, dark eyes staring intently at mine. They were so close I could only distinguish the iris and the bridge of a nose.


At first, I thought it was Christy, but this girl was almost pale. My eyes flew wide. She scrambled back in fear, clutching something to her chest.


I rubbed my eyes to clear the blur. My phone. Why was she holding my phone?


Before I could speak, a voice rang out from the doorway. "Now, do not cause any trouble, Martha. Return it."


I whipped my head toward the door. She stood there in her maiden dress, offering a small, apologetic bow. "I am sorry about that."


Fear flared as I scanned the room. It hadn't changed since last night. This wasn't my apartment. Where were my Teletubby stickers? Where was Christy knocking on my door with morning coffee?


I stared down at my dress. Why was I still wearing this instead of my office blazer?


Chapter 33 - ~33~