My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 77

I stared at my hand, petrified. A minute after sitting on the bed motionless, I got up and looked at myself in the mirror as if I wanted to check if there were no changes in my appearance. My human-like reflection didn't dissolve my restlessness entirely, but it was a start. I took a deep breath and made a strong resolution to ignore the problem for the time being, or at least until I talked to Will about it. Of course, it didn't change the fact that my mind was filled with restlessness, and even the logical argument that it might be a temporary side-effect didn't make my frantic heart calm down.

I grabbed my purse and a coat and went outside. Mike was already there to drive me to the bank's headquarters. I realized that I hadn't been there since my kidnapping. So many things had happened in that short time. I had changed from a simple employee to Mistress of the House of Calvet… although I still wasn't certain what the hell my position meant. I was wondering if any of this had an impact on my status at work. I would rather be treated just as before. I was sick of incessant adapting to new situations.

"Good morning, Miss Calvet!" Mike called out, waving his hand like crazy as soon as he saw me in the doorway.

"Good morning, Mike…" I smiled awkwardly, "Please, don't call me "Miss Calvet", call me just like before."

"But Ms. Lilith… aren't you going to be the Duchess soon?" he asked excitedly.

"Geez… You're like Martha," I sighed, muttering under my breath, and then added louder, "I haven't heard that Duke Calvet was planning to marry me, so please don't say such nonsense." I frowned at him.

"Fine, fine, Ms. Lilith," he grinned while opening the door for me.

He filled our way to the company babbling about the weather, how the autumn wind was getting colder, and that I should wear warmer clothes. I didn't prevent him from talking. It took my mind off of my anxieties.

When I got out of the car in front of the bank entrance, everything looked as usual. Perhaps that fact made me lower my guard for a while… I walked inside just like I used to and froze. Everyone inside the hall stopped, turned my way, and bowed down as if it was a queen entering, not some mere employee. I hesitantly took a step forward and observed those people. As I was getting closer to them, I heard them greeting me.

"Good morning, Ms. Leber," someone called out.

"Have a good day at the office, Ms. Leber." The voices were coming from each side of the hall.

"G-good morning…" I tossed to whoever was there and ran towards the elevators.

There was a line of people who waited to get to their floors, but as soon as the elevator arrived, they all stood aside, letting me in first… No one joined me. I looked, awkwardly smiling at the people outside the elevator. They all bowed down, waiting for the door to close. I also waited for that moment to happen, because only then did I breathe again.

"What the hell is going on in here?!" I asked myself while riding the elevator.

It all felt so awkward. I had no idea how I should react to their sudden, overly-shown amount of so-called respect. I wished I could shut myself in my office and have zero contact with others. Unfortunately, I had to talk to Gabriel and thank him for helping me with Sariel, and that forced me to walk through the corridor, meeting a whole lot of people, acting as weird as those in the entrance hall.

"Good morning." I kept muttering while dashing through, hoping to become invisible.

Finally, I knocked on Gabriel's door, and he let me in. I closed the door to his office, looking as relieved as if I had found a shelter that kept me away from danger. Gabriel chuckled.

"Mistress of the House of Calvet… What brings you to my office?" he grinned.

"I came to thank you for your help back then at the night of the attack…” I said with a slightly shy smile on my face.

"You are welcome, Mistress of the House of Calvet," Gabriel snickered.

"And I would appreciate it if you didn't call me by this strange title… Marquese Foubert," I smirked at him.

"Oh, come on, it's more fun this way," he snorted, "and you're one step closer to being a member of a noble family."

I sighed, "I think I'll pass on that. I've seen all the so-called noble families at the gathering, and I'm not sure that I would want to be part of it all."

Gabriel laughed while walking towards the sofa and inviting me to sit there with him.

"Having a position in a noble family is not a bad thing," he winked at me.