Drowing In Mr. Scott's Love

At this time, Abby could not say a word.

Was this the so-called real upper class? Even the requirements for maids were different from others?

Abby found that she didn't understand!

"I see. May I ask what I should do today?"

After a long time, she reluctantly persuaded herself to accept it and asked again.

"The comprehensive training required for the conditions written on this paper will be arranged by me. The rest of your time will be up to Mr. Scott. You just do whatever he asks you to do."

That meant not only should she follow Richard's instructions, but also she had to receive this bunch of damn training. Wasn't that enough?

At this moment, Abby could only accept all these obediently.

He was rich, and he was the boss. His words should be followed!

o'clock at night, Richard finished a day's work and finally

statue on the sofa in the hall... No, to be more exact, it was a

stunned. He walked closer to

to one side, her long hair flowing down. Her delicate and pretty face was like a baby's while she was

and pushed her. He said in a cold voice,

saw a slender figure in front of her,

"Ah-"

she was scared to jump up from the sofa and exclaimed, "Mr... Mr. Scott, you've come

at the panicked woman, who looked like a child having been caught doing something wrong. With a faint smile on his face, he said, "Did you sleep well? Is this sofa very

head awkwardly and gave a standard fake smile. She said, "It's... it's okay. Well, I didn't do it on purpose. Jack said that I had to wait for

need to explain. However, I hope you can remember that I didn't bring you back to provide a place for you to sleep. It's

to Abby and ordered coldly, "Get

Scott, I'll go

around and looked annoyed. She patted her face three times.

scolded herself in her heart, "Abby, are you a pig?" How could she fall asleep?

the first day of work, she left Richard with such a bad impression. What if he regretted keeping