Coolest Girl in Town

I agree that managing a household is challenging and that you can learn a lot from it. But can she at least take her eyes off of Alexander? Elise lowered her gaze as she tried to stifle her laughter. She sure is something. I can’t believe she’s sending herself up to Alexander’s doorstep even when he’s married. I don’t see the point in me playing nice if she wants to act so immorally. She will have to pay for targeting my man.

“Thank you, Miss Hawkins,” Elise decided to keep Sofia around, but Alexander snapped his head back to look at her with a frown after hearing her words. He spoke to her with his eyes. Can’t you tell that my mother left her in our house to cause trouble? His eyes seemed to say.

Elise only smiled at him, which made him more confused than ever. The more Alexander stared at her, the more he felt dejected. Has Elise fallen for Kenneth? Perhaps she doesn’t have feelings for my true identity anymore. Otherwise, how could a woman who loved her husband allow him to keep another woman at home? She must have fallen for Kenneth.

Alexander grew increasingly sad as he thought about this. “I’m not hungry. You guys can go ahead,” he uttered while standing up. After that, he pushed his chair aside before heading upstairs.

Alexander had never been a big eater, so Elise simply assumed that he wasn’t hungry. As she ate her meal, she thought about how she could make Sofia’s life miserable when she was in the house.

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A day passed in the blink of an eye. Alexander stayed in the study for the whole day, and Elise was hesitant to speak to him as she didn’t want to disturb him. Finally, when it was time for dinner, she knocked on the door gently as she passed by his door. “Why don’t you take a rest and have a meal with your wife, Mr. Griffith?”

been giving her the cold shoulder for the whole day, and he wasn’t about to give in just yet. He lifted his chest up a little without even glancing at Elise. “Fine. I’ll tell them to prepare supper for you, then,” she said before

a grumpy look on his face. “Why can’t you be a little more coquettish with me?!” he mumbled

talking to you the way I talk to a kid the next time I ask you for dinner, huh? Would you like

actually an idiot? Regardless, she’s too adorable for me to be mad at

Griffith.” Sofia placed a pot of soup on the table in

responded to her. “I don’t like

all. So, don’t worry about it,” she said. But Alexander didn’t look like he

seafood.” Alexander didn’t care about the woman’s feelings at all. Sofia was starting to feel somewhat embarrassed at this point, and the atmosphere in the room began to turn tense and awkward. Elise rested her chin on her palm as she watched their interactions. She couldn’t help but chuckle to herself. I don’t get it. She’s a pretty girl—why can’t

her before scooping some into her bowl. “Mmm. It tastes pretty good,” she muttered after taking a sip of it. Then, she

flying kiss. Then, she took a piece of the

of his wife making things difficult for Sofia. However, he kept his cool as he picked his chopsticks up and chewed on the half-eaten sea cucumber. Sofia looked extremely uncomfortable as she watched them from a corner—she knitted her brows as she observed them. Madeline’s right, she thought. Elise knows no limits. She just forced Alexander to eat something he didn’t like. If he’s already so obedient during a