My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

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I was speechless and replied, "What do you want? I will try my best."

He thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you cook a week's worth of meals for me? But you're not allowed to cook pasta every day. I'm going to vomit if that's the only thing I will be having for one week."

His request was reasonable, but I felt embarrassed. I glanced at him and replied, "Mr. Hayes, didn't I tell you that the only dish I know how to make is pasta? Are you sure you want me to cook other stuff for you?"

He pursed his lips. "Can't you learn? I don't care, I only want this. I'm not going to agree to other conditions."

He didn't mention that the dishes cooked needed to be

I finally arrived at the gate of the villa, I was a little stupefied. This villa was way too huge. All the villas in Jarold City had fixed dimensions. It was obvious that this villa was at least twice the size of ordinary ones in Jarold City.

of millions.

already waiting at the entrance. When Tobias and I got out of the car, he pursed his lips and remarked, "This villa is almost as big as

reply. This house looked like it was newly built. It was

hall was so empty that we could actually hear the echoes of our footsteps. Following the servant, we went up to the second floor and entered a room. As soon as we

respectfully to someone behind the screen, "Mr. Milton,

moment before muttering, "Miss Reid is quite punctual. It seems that I'm quite important to

creepy that the house was