Chapter 32

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The editor-in-chief happily extended the time for Daisy to complete the manuscript. Because it was a long story, she had a week to write two chapters.

Daisy is again immersed in her world of painting. After sketching the character, she immediately started drawing each scene. She held the pen in her hand and drew very fluently and proficiently. In just one afternoon, she finished drawing a chapter.


At this point, she stopped drawing and stretched. When she looked at the clock, it was five o'clock in the afternoon. As soon as she stepped out of the room, the butler came and said: "First lady, after dinner, the boss has something to say to you, please come to the boss's office at 7:30."

"I know."

Daisy doesn't know what Mr. Drkov wants to see her for.


'In addition, the boss also wants the first young master to come, I hope you can spread the news and go with him."

Hearing that, Daisy frowned slightly: "I'm not sure but I will try to bring him here."


The butler smiled and said: "The boss wants you to bring the first young master here. What he said is extremely important. Without the presence of the first young master, nothing can be done."

It was really difficult for Daisy, but as Mr. Drkov said so, it seemed like she had to find a way to bring that man to her grandfather's room.

The butler saw her awkward expression, he didn't say anything more, he glanced at her before leaving.

For some reason, she felt that his eyes were a bit strange. Since childhood, she has been extremely sensitive to people's eyes, so Daisy can detect it, no matter how people look at her.

Normally, she wouldn't pay attention to other people's eyes, but the butler's eyes made her frown and think. Everyone in the Drkov family looked at her with the same strange eyes, some looked at her with contempt, and some even looked with fear. There was also a look of pity, but the butler's eyes were a bit sinister and cunning.

What does this look say? She didn't care, but she felt uneasy, perhaps because of her wary instincts.

On the second floor, Mrs. Nenito sat on the balcony drinking afternoon tea and listening to the housekeeper's report on the situation in the house.

'What happened the other night?"

Mrs. Nenito asked while blowing on the teacup in her hand.

'Ma'am, I did as you said and broke the light bulb in the first young master's bathroom. He fell and then the First Lady came looking for me to get the spare key. I stood outside the door and heard. The two of them kept screaming. Looks like they're having trouble. Early the next morning, the first lady's forehead was swollen."

The housekeeper reported every detail accurately.

Hearing that, Mrs. Nenito snorted coldly and asked again: "Does that old man know about this?"

'No, my lady, but I have reported the situation to him."

'What is his attitude?"

'He didn't show any signs as if he was still observing the first lady."

'Is there something special about that girl that makes the old man entrust his beloved grandchild to her?"

Mrs. Nenito always wondered about this, that girl's identity was nothing special, at most she was just the illegitimate daughter of a corporation president about to go bankrupt. What could this old man see in her that made him able to give her the Drkov family heirloom ring?

Thinking about this ring, she couldn't help but feel a little resentful. The Drkov family owes her and her mother a lot, and gradually she will get it all back.

The butler next to him heard her question, he said: "Boss once told me that the first lady has qualities, she can stay by the side to take care of the first young master."

"Is that so? Let me see what that girl can do. Has Atlas taken any medicine recently?"

Mrs. Nenito couldn't help but ask contemptuously.

'Ma'am, he still takes his medicine regularly."

Mrs. Nenito was relatively satisfied, she continued to ask: "What about the food?"

'Because the first lady always checks the food, Nancy no longer puts anything in the food like before."

'That bitch has been messing up all my plans since the day she entered Drkov's house, butler, do you have any way to deal with her? It's an eyesore."

Mrs. Nenito couldn't help but be angry. She looked downstairs and saw Daisy walking in the garden.

The butler thought for a moment, and an idea appeared in his mind: "Maybe we can take advantage of the first young master a little."

'You say it," she said.

'That small house behind the villa, who doesn't know that the first young master doesn't allow anyone to enter there, every time someone comes there they will…"

The butler said nothing more, but Mrs. Nenito understood what he meant.

'You mean you want to lure that girl there?"

"That's right, ma'am."

The butler curled his lips and said:

"Good idea, leave this to you. If you do, I want that girl to know what fear is."

'Madam, please rest assured."

'That's right, why did the old man call us to gather?

Mrs. Nenito remembered the housekeeper's announcement so she calmly asked.

'I don't understand this either, the boss didn't say anything to me either."

"Forget it, I'm over here, yeah, Dalziel comes home early tonight to have dinner with me. Tell the kitchen to prepare a little, cook some dishes he likes to eat."

Mrs. Nenito instructed the housekeeper.

'Yes, I know, please excuse me, I will go first."

The housekeeper disappeared from Mrs. Nenito's room.

At this time, in the garden, Daisy was thinking about how to improve the land behind the Atlas window. She calculated for a while and thought of a reasonable way to improve it.

Thinking, Daisy wanted to go into the house, she saw a bicycle in the garage. This is a sports bike for men. She asked the maid and they said this was Atlas's car. In the past, if he wasn't in a wheelchair, he often went out to ride his bicycle. Because he had this problem, the bike was still lying there, and no one noticed.
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