Boss's Sweet Secretary
Chapter 8: Old Mrs. Miller
Hans snorted and sat up straight again.
He started the engine, stepped on the gas pedal, and sped away.
The inertia threw Jennifer forward forcefully. She grabbed the armrest hastily and chafed her hand. However, her palm was far less painful than what she felt in her heart.
Half an hour later, the car stopped outside a three-story house halfway up the mountain.
The Miller family house was originally an old mansion from the Rivera era. Just last year, Hans spent good money to rebuild it inside and out. Now the mansion had a brand new look.
There was a secluded path outside with flowers planted on both sides. Jennifer followed behind Hans, passing through the cobblestone path to the main house.
Before they got close, a servant came out to greet them.
"Mr. Miller, Miss Miller, you guys are finally here. Mrs. Miller has been waiting for you!"
Jennifer was fifteen years old when she was welcomed into Miller's family. Although she had no blood relation with the Miller's family, she was like a daughter to the old Mrs. Miller. She almost changed her family name to Miller.
older servants, she was
Jennifer would become the
miss you
hugged her like a bird out of her cage. Tears
I have been thinking about
as if he had a mint in his mouth. He stood there
it, no one
through her and would no longer be deceived by
will not treat you badly." Aunt Mary
paused for a
behind her, put his hands into his pockets, and said to
partiality is too obvious. Look at her chubby and healthy complexion, does
her leisurely. "Not only did I not mistreat her,
emphasised the
healthy complexion" part when she was embarrassed by Hans's following