Chapter 85


    “Do I need to report this to you?” Arabe said with a slight smile, “I heard that you are often not at the


    smugly across from Arabe, “If I had to personally deal with every single thing in thepany. Id


    probably be drained dry Ms. Bet, you just took the position, so you might not know just how busy it


    gets”


    “So where do you usually go when you’re not at thepany?” Arabe asked.


    “Doing deals with other bosses, meeting suppliers. Ms. Bet, are you going to take charge of this


    too?” Oscar said.


    “Of course.” Arabe smiled, “I need to know the ins and outs of every deal. Otherwise, it might be


    seen as ying hooky.”


    “Heh,” Oscar chuckled, “So you mean to tell me, Ms. Bet, that I need to be glued to the office every


    day?”


    “Not just you, all the employees should be at their posts during working hours!” Arabe said with a


    Oscar stared at the girl in front of him, then burst intoughter, “Ms. Bet, as the top brass of the


    “if there’s nothing else, il get back to my office” Arabe said.


    “Don’t worry, from now on I’ll be in thepany every day, managing it well with you.” Oscar said.


    His tone was especially heavy on thest sentence, as if hinting at something


    Unexpectedly, Arabe took it in stride andughed, “You better take care of yourself first”


    As he stood up to leave, Arabe looked at his retreating figure, “Oh, I forgot to tell you,”


    Oscar immediately stopped in his tracks.


    Arabe said clearly, “Only I canmand my employees.”


    Oscar nced at Dean standing at the doorway, feeling dissatisfied.


    “Did you get that, Mr. Oscar?” Arabe asked


    “Got it” Oscar stormed off in a huff.


    Dean watched the girl in the office, surprised at her determination! What should he do? He felt


    somewhat moved by being protected by a gir


    Fairfield Manor


    Phillip looked at the flowers and nts in the garden, took the shears from the gardener’s hand, Tll do


    the trimming!”


    “Oh, Phillip, be careful! You’re not fully recovered” The butter anxiously said, “What shape do you


    want? Just tell me.”


    “I want something cute.” Phillip said.


    “Cute?” The butler thought he heard wrong, and exchanged looks with the other gardeners


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    Phillip started trimming his beloved nts. After a while he felt it wasn’t perfect, so he snipped a bit


    more, “How about this?”


    “Phillip, did you just trim your beloved nt into the shape of a rabbit? The butler realized, “Is it for the


    Miss to see tonight?”


    Phillip was pleased with the result, admining his handiwork. To make Arabe like this ce more, he


    instructed several gardeners to trim all the nts in the courtyard into cute shapes, and had the entire


    vi cleaned and decorated


    As if tonight’s visitor was not his granddaughter–inw, but a distinguished guest!


    “Sir, Miss Serena has amived” Suddenly, a maid came to report, “Do you want me to bring her in?”


    “Why would she be here?” Brodie wondered, he looked at Phillip.


    Phillip was just about to rest, sitting on a wicker chair, “Let her in, and serve some tea and snacks”