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?”

the envy in Corinne’s expression. However, she had no intention of boasting;

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

knew that Corinne had misunderstood, she chose not to

side. As the shuttle bus departed, Corinne spoke

choice but to stop and look at Corinne, feeling

touch of aggressiveness. “How did you make Mr. Flintstone notice you? What tricks did you use? Or did you seduce him when

no less than Shirley in every way, so why would Zacharias show interest in her?

of being wrongly accused is

me catch you doing

floor, where there was a guest room reserved for visitors. Since Zacharias’ master bedroom and his study were on the third floor, the entire third

went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Zacharias. The less she received his attention, the harder she worked. She wanted to outshine Shirley and

the third floor to inform Zacharias that she had moved in. She had felt his displeasure the night before when she had rejected him. Indeed, having been accustomed to being in a position of power for a

belt hanging loose in the middle. Water droplets were falling from the

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