The car drove into the main entrance, and the hard iron door produced a deep sound. Joseph Grant smiled, and waited for the woman to come out and greet him. That feeling must be very good.
Unfortunately, when the car circled the pool and stopped at the main entrance, he didn't see that beautiful figure. His handsome face froze. She couldn't have gone to sleep so early, right?
"Sir, here we are!" Seeing that Joseph was stunned and did not get off immediately, the Lieutenant Hilton could only remind him softly.
"You can go back first. Come pick me up tomorrow morning!" Joseph Grant deliberately emphasized that it was tomorrow morning.
Lieutenant Hilton smiled and knew what Joseph meant. And then he nodded and left.
Joseph Grant's handsome face tensed up a little as he pushed open the door to the great hall, seeing a scene that surprised him.
He saw Alvina Miller wearing an earpiece, wiping her red wooden sofa with her small hands quickly. She did it very carefully, with her back facing him.
The man was shocked for a long time. No wonder she didn't hear his car, so he thought she was asleep. He didn't expect her to be doing housework and just had her ears stuffed.
Joseph Grant was suddenly happy, the smile on his face did not diminish, and he walked towards her with long legs.
He stood a meter away from Alvina, with one hand in the pocket of his trousers, watching her tenderly.
Alvina Miller not only listened to the music, she also hummed. Of course, she did not know that her singing was unpleasant to the ears.
When she was about to dip the rag in water, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. Alvina Miller looked around. Oh my god, how could there be a pair of legs here?
Looking up along the straight and slender thighs, Alvina Miller let out a surprised cry. Her entire person fell onto the sofa in fright, and quickly took off her headphones as she pointed at Joseph Grant with her beautiful eyes: "You ... When do you come in? "
Seeing that she was lightly frightened by him, Joseph Grant's handsome face was full of guilt. With a gentle voice, he said: "I just come in, and it's just that you don't notice, do I scare you?"
Alvina Miller's hand was still on her chest, and she was indeed shocked.
"Of course, your house is an ancient mansion, so I think that I meet a ghost!" Alvina Miller blurted out, and after she said that, she smacked her forehead with force: "Pah pah pah, I don't say you're a ghost!"
"Of course, how can a ghost be as good -looking as me!" Joseph Grant reached his hands out to her, but laughed instead, his tone still gentle and doting.
Alvina Miller instinctively stretched out her small hand, and being held tightly by the man. He pulled Alvina up from the sofa.
"Why are you wiping tables and chairs here so late at night? Is it dirty? Don't I get someone to clean it regularly? don't they come? " Joseph Grant misunderstood her diligence, his handsome face looked slightly angry.
"No, no, no, don't misunderstand, I'm exercising. I eat too much just now, so I have to find something to do. How about I clean up the house?" Alvina Miller was really afraid that he would anger others, hence she hurriedly explained.
"I don't want you to be my nanny, do you understand? In the future, don't do this anymore. I don't make them do it for nothing, I will pay them." How could Joseph Grant bear to let Alvina do such heavy housework? Furthermore, she had to work during the day.
"Are you feeling sorry for me?" Alvina Miller laughed self—righteously.
Joseph Grant nodded seriously, "Yes, I hope that you won't be too tired. One person's energy is limited, you'll be working during the day, and when you go home at night, you'll have a good rest!"
''What about you? You have so many things to do today, from morning to night, yet you are being schemed against and persecuted by bad people. Are you tired? " Alvina Miller felt that the only thing Joseph knew how to do was comfort others, but he had never thought about how tired he was.
"I'm not tired!" Joseph Grant said against his own heart.
"No wonder you're not tired. You're not an iron person, so you must be tired too. It's just that you don't want to say it out loud." Alvina Miller curled her lips and exposed what he was thinking.
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