What could be more exciting for a cynical thirty-year-old lady?
You think it’s interesting gentlemen who don’t mind making a pass at a bold beauty?
And what if the lady is interested in something else?
What if this lady isn’t even who she claims to be?
Thirty-year-old Valery Capson is the perfect secretary: stress-resistant, professional, loves black, berry pies... and doesn’t believe in the safety of working for Lord Clydford at all.
She was promised boring reports—and instead she met explosions and mechanical cats.
What does the “Master of a Devil Cult” hide behind the mask of a progressive minister?
And where is he keeping his wife, whom no one has ever seen?
Valery came here not for a career, but for secrets.
A huge empty mansion, a mechanical cat butler, and a complete absence of dust—only the tip of the iceberg. What does the lord keep hidden behind armored doors?
And only Miss Valery felt that everything in her delicate hands—as if, in the house itself, an murder is happening.