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Despite noticing the young girl's excitement, Zayden replied flatly, “That's right. Iron my shirt as I'm going to wear it later, and also— Forget it, I'll go get it myself.”

Suzanne was a clumsy girl. If Zayden asked her to fetch his clothes, he was afraid that all of his garments would be ruined at her hands. He wouldn't be able to meet Michael if that were to happen.

Zayden had been waiting for that phone call for a very long time and was elated to finally receive it that day.

Suzanne trailed behind him as the latter made his way toward his walk-in closet. A hint of surprise flitted across her face when Zayden took off his pajamas, revealing his lean and muscular back.

She subconsciously reached out a hand, for the arch of his back looked extremely sexy when he bent over.

Fortunately, Suzanne caught herself in time and withdrew her hand, biting it as a means to prevent herself from going over to him.

“Is there anything else you need prepared, Mr. Surrington?”

Zayden turned around when he heard the girl's voice. Seeing the faint blush on her little face, he frowned slightly.

“Get out. You shouldn't hang around if a man's in the middle of changing.”

For some reason, it felt as if Zayden was teaching her because he noticed that the girl seemed to know nothing.

She was especially oblivious to the social etiquette between people of different genders. When he was using the bathroom, she'd even barge in and talk to him face-to-face as if it was a completely normal thing to do.

Zayden was the only one who felt embarrassed by the incident, while Suzanne remained blissfully ignorant.

her glistening eyes before slowly turning around and leaving the walk-in

of clothes, Zayden returned to his usual handsome and businesslike

out of the bedroom and by then, Suzanne had also changed into a pretty, powder blue dress. Her wispy

and asked,

certainly didn't wish to be fined for child

to count her age, but at that

the exasperated girl said, “Anyway,

ID card?”

would always stammer

“I don't have an ID card. I don't

and piteous look. He needed to keep up his blind act and

proven herself to be quite useful since she started working at the mansion, so the man

sure not to spout any

I'll be good, but will I be getting some delicious

willing to do anything

“Yes.”

be good and keep my

her eyes glimmering with

asked the driver to pick them up. Right then, a car was parked in front of