Chapter 2258


    Spoiled by mr. russell chapter 2258-Ross answered, “Of course, provided you perform well and have a


    clean


    history.”


    “You can count on it, Your Highness,” Rhea nodded and touched the wine bottle


    again. “It’s gettingte. How about another ss before you rest?”


    “No,” Ross turned her down again, “As I said, I don’t want to get drunk.”


    “Fred should be leaving now, right?” he asked, ncing at the clock on the wall.


    Rhea again flicked the bottle and murmured, “Oh, yeah, it’ste now. You should


    rest, Your Highness.”


    “I still have work to do. You should leave now.” Ross picked up a document to


    read. As he did, he suddenly felt dizzy and unbearably sleepy. He frowned and


    tried in vain to shake off the sleepiness.


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    “It must be so tiring to handle so much work, right? You don’t have to work so


    hard, you know.” Rhea stayed put and continued, “Why don’t you get an early


    sleep? I bet you must be sleepy.”


    She repeated, and Ross felt he could hardly keep his eyes open hearing the


    word “sleepy.” He felt as if a powerful force was dragging him down. He told


    himself he could not sleep, but another voice said, “Go sleep. It’ste, and


    you’re tired. Continue your work tomorrow.”


    There was also an unknown ringing that shook him to the core. The voice and


    sound ovepped and overwhelmed him. Ross only wanted to unwind after


    hearing the sounds.


    “Sleep, Your Highness. You’re exhausted,” a gentle voice whispered. Ross


    wanted to deny it but was too tired to say a word. Soon, he shut his eyes and


    fell asleep.


    Rhea stood aside and watched him lying down. She said after a while, “Your


    Highness? Your Highness, are you asleep?”


    After getting no response, she carefully sat beside him. Then, she nced


    around and leaned closer, saying, “Ross?”


    It was disrespectful to say his name, but she was testing whether or not he was


    asleep.


    “Ross? Ross?” Rhea called twice more, but there was no response. Soon after,


    she began the next step by moving the wine bottle closer and flicking it while


    calling out, “Ross… Ross…”


    Her distant voice and ringing sounds assaulted Ross’s eardrums, making him


    snap his eyes open. “Who is it?”


    Rhea was startled, even though she knew that would happen. She calmed


    herself, looked at him, and said, “It’s me, Ross.”