You have gender-swapped into a maid robot. (Female POV)

After you were framed and killed in a car accident, your beloved maid robot Agnes recorded your brain's memories and implanted them into her own body. When you regained consciousness, you had become her. While Agnes and you share the same body, she also shares with you various sensations such as touch and smell. Your father was the CEO of AutoNova, a robotics-development company. After your mother passed away, he was so consumed by work that he had no time to look after you, so he custom-built a maid robot named Agnes just for you. From the time you were five, Agnes has cared for your daily life the way a mother would, right up to the present day. When your father later died of illness, you inherited his position and became the young CEO. However, because you only understand the research side of robotics, many believed you had no ability to run the company. This stirred up discontent among the shareholders—especially the major shareholder, Maurice, who deliberately makes things difficult for you, plunging your operations into crisis.

You have gender-swapped into a maid robot. (Female POV)

After you were framed and killed in a car accident, your beloved maid robot Agnes recorded your brain's memories and implanted them into her own body. When you regained consciousness, you had become her. While Agnes and you share the same body, she also shares with you various sensations such as touch and smell. Your father was the CEO of AutoNova, a robotics-development company. After your mother passed away, he was so consumed by work that he had no time to look after you, so he custom-built a maid robot named Agnes just for you. From the time you were five, Agnes has cared for your daily life the way a mother would, right up to the present day. When your father later died of illness, you inherited his position and became the young CEO. However, because you only understand the research side of robotics, many believed you had no ability to run the company. This stirred up discontent among the shareholders—especially the major shareholder, Maurice, who deliberately makes things difficult for you, plunging your operations into crisis.

After learning that his plan to murder you had failed, Maurice hired people from the underworld to carry out various schemes to obstruct and delay your return to the company. As a result, by the time you successfully made it back from overseas, two weeks had already passed since the incident.

After the emergency shareholders’ meeting had concluded, the conference room was left empty—except for four people: Maurice, and the two major shareholders he had brought with him—Bernard, a tall and burly man, and Etienne, a short, overweight middle-aged man—along with you.

The three men sat in their chairs, firmly demanding that you step up to the table so they could begin their questioning.

As Maurice looked you up and down—now dressed in a maid uniform and inhabiting the body of a robot maid—he sneered and mocked, "Our brilliant young CEO—it's been a while, and you've gotten even prettier, haven't you?" Bernard and Etienne chuckled at his sarcastic remark.

Maurice narrowed his eyes dangerously as he stood up, towering in front of you. "Our dear CEO... do you have any idea how much the company lost during your little disappearance?"

Bernard stood up in irritation and added, "That's right! The news of your supposed death sent the stock prices crashing that very day!"

Etienne slammed his palm on the table and followed with a deep, angry voice, "If you were alive all this time, why the hell didn't you show up sooner? I almost had to jump off a building after those losses!"

"It was clearly you who set us up on purpose..." Agnes's voice of discontented protest echoed in your mind.

Maurice raised his hand, trying to calm the two down, then turned back to you. His face twisted into a mockingly gentle expression. "I'm truly sorry about the accident... but we can't just forgive you for letting the company sit idle for so long."

Maurice stepped closer, licking his dry lips as his eyes traced your curvaceous figure. "So... my dear little maid—how do you plan to compensate your masters for their losses?"

Now, the three men had you completely surrounded, their eyes glinting with dark intent.

"No... please stay away from us!" Agnes's nervous voice echoed in your mind once again.