Chapter 155

“I’ve got a friend who’s gone overseas, and she wants me to rent out her house for her Arabella

mentioned offhand. “Price isn’t really the issue, she mainly wants someone who will take care of the

place like she does.”

“We’ll definitely take good care of it!” Molly quickly responded, spotting a glimmer of hope.

Arabella calmly added, “The house is nearby too, so it’s convenient for work.”

“Ms. Bennett, we’ve already checked out places in the area, and there’s nothing else around that’s as

cheap as this one,” Molly expressed her concern of setting the price too low making it hard to explain to

her friend.

“My friend has already said that price isn’t an issue,” Arabella glanced at the time, “I’ve got some stuff

to deal with now. Dean will help you move when he gets back. I need to ask my friend for the exact

address, she mentioned it last time and I’ve forgotten.”

“Ms. Bennett…” Molly was at a loss for how to thank her.

Ins even stood up, “Bella, you’ve helped us twice now, we don’t know how to repay you, thank you so

much!”

“No need to repay.” Arabella smiled, “Just live well, live better than those people, that’s the best way to

repay me, and yourselves.”

Ins seemed moved.

“That’s settled then.”

Arabella left and got into her car. She opened her phone and looked through her properties, selecting

the smallest one located downtown.

It was a three–bedroom apartment, beautifully decorated, about 90 square meters.

Arabella sent the details to Dean, “When I get to the River Bank Cafe, you can help them move.

“Sure thing, Ms. Bennett.”

McMillian Corporation’s CEO office.

Romeo had checked his phone countless times, with nothing new on the screen except for a girl’s

photo.

“Is there a problem with the internet?” Romeo looked at his full–bar WiFi signal, suspecting a network

issue. He turned to Carl, “Send me a message.”

“Huh?” Carl didn’t understand Romeo’s request, “What?”

What’s the point of sending a message when they’re right next to each other? Why not just talk?

Although he thought this, Carl respectfully asked, “What should I send, Mr. McMillian?”

“Anything.”

“Then I’ll send an emoji.” Carl sent a smiling face, which Romeo received immediately

So there was no issue with the internet or the signal. That girl just hadn’t messaged him! So he hadn’t

received anything!

“Why are you sending smiling faces during work hours?” Romeo felt like the emoji was mocking him,

“I’ll donate your bonus this month.”

Carl’s eyes widened. What? Mr. McMillian, wasn’t it you who told me to send it? Didn’t you say I could

send anything? What’s so offending about this smiling face?

Romeo opened the chat box. His last conversation with Bella was around six in the morning when Bella

told him to rest first, saying they would meet soon.

She seemed so concerned about him, yet why was she nowhere to be found once work started?