Miss Spy And Her Son

ildhood home, Bonnie had no id

n the soft white carpet, mocki

g all these things?' With a sad pout,

ere plenty of servants in the Zhuo household. But everyone from th

nnie started sorting through her clothes. She stood up and opened the t

passed b

packing when her stomach grumbled,

not offer me lunch, right?' Bonnie patted her emp

urned out s

table and the big kitchen. She had neve

Bonnie howled

e any fast food. Before she could stick her

e maid asked with a stoi

s rude tone. Her priority right now was to find food. And besides, she was

oing person. But the maid was testing her patien

h has passed. Ther

ughty tone as if she were

ntly, she asked the maid, "Do you say the

y. "Mr. Zhuo is the master

are

are

e she heard the ma

then," Bonnie said as she stood straighter. She felt that o

't know there was a system they followed in this house.

at home, the meal

re. His orders are law. You don'

at home, what time d

ng for Bonnie to ask this que

e kitchen of the main house. We servants have

pounce at this maid and bite her as if sh

o eat food whenever Gavin was

r Gavin to come back. As a result, she felt as if she would starve to death

found Bonnie was looking at him

lock on the wall. It was almost

"What are you doing? Haven't you figured out what our relationshi

with this woma