“Hello, Sir Bruce! What’s that you’re carrying?” The gardener stopped trimming plants to greet and smile at Bruce.

Bruce was a happy-go-lucky and open-minded guy who never put on any of the pretenses that sometimes came with being a privileged heir. Even the gardener felt at ease enough to joke around with him.

“This is a wonderful supplement that offers excellent sustenance, especially for us men,” Bruce explained enthusiastically.

“Why don’t you go to the backyard and tend to the flowers and plants there? I’ll take care of things here,” Millie interrupted in a hurry.

The gardener stared at the two of them in bewilderment for a time before he began to put away his tools and moved to the backyard.

“T’ll leave you two to talk, then.”

head and continued working, having no intention of addressing Bruce’s presence. The man was insane. Otherwise, he would not discuss

me? Who told you to do

Millie inwardly responded, “I don’t want to talk to

the pond. He waved at him and held

I brought some good stuff for

turned to look in their direction, Millie’s face flushed in embarrassment. Hissing, she

Why did you

she rubbed her forehead.

here? Why are you trimming plants? You shouldn’t

she really been out in the sun for that long? She should wear

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