Shirley shook her head. “No, I’m just moving to a different place.”

Corinne wasn’t interested in where she was going to live next. Just then, a shuttle bus pulled up, and Shirley placed her luggage on board and got on. Corinne planned to walk, but the driver called out to her, “Corinne, get in.”

“I’m heading to Mr. Flintstone’s residence,” she said.

“I’m taking Imogen there too. Hop on,” the driver said. Shocked, Corinne looked at Shirley, realizing that when she said she was moving to a different place, she meant moving into Zacharias’ residence.

She immediately got on the bus, her eyes fixed firmly on Shirley. “You’re going to live at Mr. Flintstone’s place?”

envy in Corinne’s expression. However, she had no intention of boasting; instead, she felt helpless. She simply nodded.

Shirley’s direction. “You’re quite something, huh?” She believed that Shirley had used some means to captivate Zacharias behind her back, and that was

Shirley knew that Corinne had misunderstood, she chose not to explain and just

side. As the shuttle bus departed, Corinne spoke in

choice but to stop and look at Corinne,

“How did you make Mr. Flintstone notice you? What tricks did you use? Or

would Zacharias show interest in her? Shirley had to have

The feeling of being wrongly accused is so unpleasant. She gave

let me catch you doing anything wrong, or I won’t

room reserved for visitors. Since Zacharias’ master bedroom and his study were on the third floor, the entire third floor became

to prepare breakfast for Zacharias. The less she received his attention, the harder she worked. She wanted to outshine Shirley and make him see how good she

displeasure the night before when

in the middle. Water droplets were falling from the tips of his hair, sliding down his strikingly handsome face, down

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