Alyssa found that Frank was not looking at her. Perhaps, he hadn’t seen her standing close to ‘Justin’. That was good, she was safe for at least now.

She needed to think of a way to get rid of this man. So she slipped into the kitchen silently.

Seeing she entered into the kitchen, Emmett sat down on the sofa. He had a small smile of victory on his face. It was obvious that he didn’t have any mood to talk with his assistant.

So Frank left.

Even if he had worked for the man for many years, he had no idea what his boss was thinking. So it was better to leave it as it was.

In the kitchen, Alyssa opened the fridge and found fresh vegetables and meat. Not thinking too much, she grabbed some meat and vegetables. But what the heck she was gonna to make for him?

Just as she was about to chop the vegetables, something flashed in her mind. Didn’t Justin make breakfast the first day she arrived here? But there were not any maids here, which meant he knew cooking for sure.

She didn’t know why a young master from a rich family would a work like cooking. But if he could, why did he ask her to make food for him?

Did he really think she was a maid brought by his cousin?

Alyssa sneered and put the vegetables back in the fridge. Damn that man to hell!

She came to the living room and glanced at Justin at the sofa. Seeing his focusing on his phone, she sighed in relief and slowed down her pace and walked upstairs.

May be because she was too easy to compromise, he thought he could bully her as he pleased. But now anymore!

face that Justin could stay at Emmett’s house proved that they were very close

division between them? Even though Emmett didn’t like her, he possibly couldn’t withstand when she was taken away another man. Not only it would hurt Emmett’s ego, but with

an outrageous

she felt that ‘Justin’ was

her mind and went to her room upstairs which

she already had

eat, could

room but didn’t get a sign of Alyssa. His

something. Then he got

fainted or

as he got closer he realized that, Alyssa, that ugly woman, was

that woman

He muttered, shaking

at the living room for a long time and could

felt so carefree in her

next morning, she was woken up by the ringtone of

the heck was calling her

best

it up and sounded joyful, “Hazel, are you

to beat you up!” On the other hand, Hazel

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