Trapped in His Love Obsession novel

Chapter 25

The day came,

Livia was determined to start a mission to save her life. She wants to live free from Damian but still be able to save her family. And this is the only way. So today will be the beginning of her grand plan, meeting Helena and making a good friendship with her.

When she looked at it on social media and heard from the maid, Helena seemed like a nice lady.

Hopefully, her path will be easier.

Her first mission was to get away on good terms with Damian to reunite the love between them.

Livia was already wearing the clothes Assistant Brown had given her, making up her face with elegant make-up. Yes, of course, this was helped by the maids in this mansion. Because she really can’t do make-up alone.

Damian had been ready since morning, and he was waiting in the living room.

After ensuring everything was perfect and thanking the two maids who helped her, she left the room. Go down the stairs and find Damian.

“Why did it take so long to make up?” Damian’s face turned red when he saw Livia approaching him.

Before Livia realized it, he immediately turned his face away. ‘Damn! In fact, she is beautiful.’

“Sorry, Master.” Livia lowered her head over and over.

“Let’s go. How dare you make me wait.” Damian turned around and walked quickly. But the smile on his lips couldn’t lie. He was happy.

“Sorry.” Livia walked behind Damian with a wry face.

Assistant Brown was already waiting by the car. His eyes were fixed on Livia. ‘With an appearance like that, it turns out that you look different,’ he mumbled softly as he opened the car.

In the car.

“Master, do I have to be by your side throughout the event?” Livia asked gently.

“Hmm.”

“But I know nothing about painting.” Livia was trying to find an excuse, so she could escape in the crowd. “You weren’t asked to be a painting critic.” Damian snorted. After hearing the annoying answer from Damian, Livia didn’t want to ask anymore. Instead, she took out her cellphone from her bag. She hasn’t contacted Tiffany that she can’t come to the shop yet. “Hey, what did I say yesterday? Change your cellphone.” Damian pointed to the object that Livia was holding.

“Okay, Master.”

still using that ugly phone.”

had time to buy, Master. Yesterday I accompanied

new cellphone. My eyes hurt

“Okay. Young Master.”

care. She quickly typed a message to Tiffany and immediately put the cellphone in the bag again instead of inviting

like that.’ Livia felt annoyed when Damian played her

out that this dress is

you for the compliment, Master.” Livia pulled her head back so they didn’t

and smirked. “I’m not praising you. I’m

Brown, smiling at the quarrel in the back seat, continued

go to make-up school too, so that the make-up can minimize your ugly look.” Damian’s handsome face is even more handsome as he smiles and feels happy. He found a new

that I have to go to massage school.” She hasn’t even found out where the massage school is. Now Damian told her to add

to work too, Master. How can I do it all at once?” Livia answered again, forgetting the rule not to argue with anything

said.

turned to talk

“Yes, Young Master.”

in this ‘dissident’ shop, don’t leave any.” Then, Damian turned to look at Livia. “If your shop doesn’t have stock, you don’t have anything to do.” Damian’s hand was already

“Okay, Young Master.”

Damian’s hand tightly. She knew that he

massage school as you

intervention in her shop is something she should

of hearing you beg but disobey me.” Damian waved his

tightly to the hand she was holding. Livia glanced in the

grip of despair is getting

hand,” he shouted while waving his hands. “Master…”

That’s enough. Brown,

eyes deceived

“Okay, Young Master.”

a while after the coursework was over. Still, Livia soon found an important question that

paintings in the

didn’t ask the question specifically for the actual Damian. She just wanted to try. If Damian answered, it’s cool. If Brown answered, it

Brown, who was driving the vehicle, cut off the conversation. Livia knew it must be because she mentioned Helena’s