Cordelia paused, not expecting Phil to make such a request, but she did not know how to answer him. After all, the young man was Zennie’s whole world right now. She could not bear to embarrass the girl.

Cordelia replied with a smile, “Mr. Nelson, which paintings do you like? I’ll gift them to you. You can take them home and admire them, and you won’t have to take photos around somebody’s home, right?”

A dark gleam flashed across Phil’s eyes. He smirked and scanned Cordelia with a slightly complex look.

What she had said was significant. It sounded friendly and polite, but she emphasized the words “somebody’s home”. Anyone with a brain could understand what she implied.

Phil looked up and met Cordelia’s eyes. The woman was not as weak as he had imagined. Her big eyes were willful and authoritative. The presence she emitted was the same as Zephyr’s.

He considered it and kept his phone, answering with a smile. “No need. Thank you, Ms. Cordelia. Mr. Zephyr probably likes these paintings. A servant like me has no right to take something from my master’s home.”

“Phil..” Zennie went to him to hold his hand gently.

she could not help being worried. Girls who

live in a modern world now. The Hamerton family is just your

good luck to meet an employer like the Hamerton

looked shy with

still felt uneasy. She was more doubtful, especially when she saw Phil soundly keeping his phone in his

for a guest to simply take photos anywhere in somebody’s home during their first visit. Even if he was a long-term employee of the Hamertons and had not received much education, he should at least know

must definitely be trained. Some might even be better than senior executives of small and medium

Phil be, or did he have an ulterior

Zennie’s sweet voice pulled her

Phil while Helen was placing dish

hand at her. “Cordelia,

Cordelia recomposed herself but felt uneasy knowing that Phil had photos of her home on his

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