My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"What did you say?" Freya raised her hand and cupped her ear, pretending not to have heard her. "I didn't hear you very clearly." Andrea's face fell. She then said very unwillingly, "I'm sorry! I said I'm sorry! Are you happy now, Miss Moore?"

"So-so. You don't sound very sincere." Freya had a deadly smile on her face. "But that's fine, you'll know what regret feels like soon."

Fearing that they would fight again, I quickly changed the subject and spoke to the staff members, "Well, that's it. If you're willing to stay and work, you can continue with your previous roles. If you'd rather now, you can go home and take a vacation. When your boss returns, you can come back to work."

Every single detail and facet of the club had been carefully selected by Anne, including the staff. Nothing and no one could be replaced. Andrea's temper might not be the same as Anne's, so it was a good idea to avoid conflict for the time being.

The first step to developing a solid business was keeping and maintaining your talents.

Anne, this is the most I can do for you now.

After saying that to myself, I glared at Andrea knowingly and left, dragging Freya along with me.

So what if I wasn't willing to accept this? Anne had entrusted Andrea with the club. Regardless of how little I think of her, it wasn't my call to haul her away.

As soon as we got into the car, Freya called Anne angrily.

This time, the call went through.

about to fasten my seatbelt, I slowed down and listened. Although I pretended to look

handing the

asked this question, she switched the phone to

just managing it

gave a very simple answer with no

daughter from time to

come to see the rational she had.

huffed. "Two things. First, where are you? And second, why

take care of

you? Why that woman?

done to your

was venting for my sake and asking questions that I wished I

didn't blame Anne for

connect with your

her questions

have my own

I'll

that they don't have to worry about me. I still have some things to do now, so