Aniana: "..."
Aniana: "......"
Artor sneered, "Wary? Is that what you think?"
Ellie Miller turned the clothes inside out and continued to tidy them.
Aniana: "No! But Albert never spoke to me like this! He never did before! And he never would now!"
Artor raised his hand to point at the door, too angry to say another word.
Aniana covered her face, crying and complaining as she ran out: "I knew it! You hate me, you blame me for mom and dad's death!"
"Now you only love your wife, you don't love me, and you don't love Albert anymore!"
Saw off the 'uninvited guest'.
Ellie Miller frowned and stood up, tossing aside the jacket that was now as neat as if it had been ironed.
"...Angry?" She closely observed the man's cold face.
Artor looked at the time and said flatly, "If you cancel our date, I might really get angry."
Ellie Miller decided not to change clothes, "Let's go now."
Artor was quite satisfied.
The ever-perfect butler Conrad had long prepared a romantic white Pegasus.
