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.

to fasten my seatbelt, I slowed down and listened. Although I pretended to look indifferent about this, my ears were listening

really handing

switched the phone to loudspeaker

phone flatly, "She's just managing it for me for

very simple answer

to time. She shared the same

but when analyzed her properly would eventually come to see the rational she had. I've never really known just how much worry and concerns she kept hidden inside

going to beat around the bush with you," Freya huffed. "Two things.

to take

for you? Why that woman? Don't you

done to your

and asking questions that I

didn't blame Anne for this. I

able to connect with your own daughter was a crippling blow

ignored her

"I have my own plans.

time comes, I'll return. Please

parents that they don't have to worry about me. I still