Sophia arrived at Old Mr. Quintin's mansion and, without waiting for Jason, headed straight inside. The maid greeted her with a pair
of slippers and a warm smile. "Miss, you're back. This morning, the master was just mentioning how you both haven't visited in a
while."
Sophia forced a smile and huffed, "Been thinking about him. Rushed over as soon as | got off work."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs she swapped her shoes, she looked around, asking, "Where's Grandpa?"
"The master is in his study with a guest, Miss Evelyn is in the living room watching TV," replied the maid cheerfully.
True enough, Sophia found Evelyn lounging on the sofa, thoroughly enjoying aedy show, judging by the laughter emanating
from the TV and her bright smile. However, her smile froze for a moment upon noticing Sophia.
Sophia didn't bother with her and headed upstairs.
Evelyn's eyes flickered, and she set the remote down, following Sophia upstairs.
Sophia went to her room and laid her coat on the bed, about to change her clothes, when Evelyn walked in. The door was ajar, and
she didn't knock. "Sophia!"
Sophia turned around, "What's up?"
Evelyn's tone was amiable. "Actually, there's something I'd like to talk to you about."
Sophia, her short hair giving her a brisk, refreshing look, said, "Shoot!"
Evelyn took a step forward, "I've been pretty bored staying at hall day. | was thinking about working at your studio. Is that
okay?"
"Do you have any experience in design?" Sophia inquired.
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