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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 2220

"What did you say?" Freya raised her hand and cupped her ear, pretending not to have heard her. "I didn't hear you very clearly."

Andrea's face fell. She then said very unwillingly, "I'm sorry! I said I'm sorry! Are you happy now, Miss Moore?"

"So-so. You don't sound very sincere." Freya had a deadly smile on her face. "But that's fine, you'll know what regret feels like soon."

Fearing that they would fight again, I quickly changed the subject and spoke to the staff members, "Well, that's it. If you're willing to stay and work, you can continue with your previous roles. If you'd rather now, you can go home and take a vacation. When your boss returns, you can come back to work."

Every single detail and facet of the club had been carefully selected by Anne, including the staff. Nothing and no one could be replaced. Andrea's temper might not be the same as Anne's, so it was a good idea to avoid conflict for the time being.

The first step to developing a solid business was keeping and maintaining your talents.

Anne, this is the most I can do for you now.

After saying that to myself, I glared at Andrea knowingly and left, dragging Freya along with me.

So what if I wasn't willing to accept this? Anne had entrusted Andrea with the club. Regardless of how little I think of her, it wasn't my call to haul her away.

As soon as we got into the car, Freya called Anne angrily.

This time, the call went through.

As I was about to fasten my seatbelt, I slowed down and listened. Although I pretended to look indifferent about this, my ears were listening intently.

"Anne, are you really handing the club over to her?"

After Freya asked this question, she switched the phone to loudspeaker mode and placed it between us.

Anne replied over the phone flatly, "She's just managing it for me for the time being."

She gave a very simple answer with no further explanation.

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