My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Freya always did whatever came up to her mind immediately. She didn't care whether Anne liked it or not and ordered Estella, "Personal assistant, right? Hendrix gives you such a high salary, so you should do your work well. Go and make two cups of hot milk for me and Arianna, and buy some latest reference materials for the bar exam. Come back within an hour. We have other arrangements for you." Hendrix's villa was located in the outskirts of the city. Although it was not too far from the city center, it would take nearly forty minutes to get back and forth by car. Including the time needed for Estella to go shopping for the reference materials, one hour seemed not to be enough.

Estella's face froze for a moment, but she did not dare to lose her temper in front of the fierce-looking, demanding Freya. She nodded obediently and said, "Alright, I'll head off right away." After that, Estella quickly walked out.

Seeing that she was in such a hurry, I felt a little bad, so I reminded her, "Get a taxi. Remember to keep the receipt and claim your money from the company later."

Estella halted at the same spot and turned around to nod at me gratefully, saying, "Thank you, Mrs. Roberts."

Then, she left without looking back.

Freya rolled her eyes impatiently and scoffed at my behavior for being kind to everyone.

my eyebrows and pretended not to see

I had bought a lot of reference

the reference materials as she enjoyed her hot milk. She then brought up the same conversation

house and

serious as you said. Estella was just making Anne happy. How

dumb," Freya said with a snort. She continued in a more disdainful manner and said, "What's her name again, Estella Zanes? Didn't you see her expression when she talked to us? And her expression when she was with Anne? A person like her who can put up different faces with different people sure is annoying. I think we shouldn't let her go around the house freely next time. Just find a random room and keep her there." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

I felt a little helpless. Freya had always had that sort of temper. If she disliked anyone, she would

a fool. If Estella really had problems and wanted to hurt me, he wouldn't have appointed her as my

Hendrix's charm, there'd be countless women like Estella who secretly had a crush on him in the future. If I really wanted to deal with each and every one of them, I'd probably be known as a petty woman,