Matriarch Farrell said coldly, “That’s my business. I will solve it myself. You don’t need to worry about it. You just need to take good care of your father and fulfill your filial piety.”

After finishing speaking, Matriarch Farrell hung up the phone.

Annenburg in Province X.

On the 38th floor of an office tower, in the chief executive officer’s office, a towering young woman with long hair pulled into a bun and dressed in a women’s suit stood before the window, gazing out at the slightly overcast sky.

Her stomach suddenly sang about the empty city plan.

This made her a little distressed. She didn’t eat well at lunch.

the food wasn’t delicious; it was just that she was tired of

mainly because she hadn’t found a chef whose cooking suited her

a very picky mouth and was already famous for being picky

could make her eat two bites, she could work as

house to

cook her meals for a month, they can buy a house in a good location in Annenburg

again, but there were only a few applicants. They came for an interview, passed the butler test, and were asked to

She didn’t taste good.

“knock, knock.”

a knock on the

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