Shirley shook her head. “No, I’m just moving to a different ce.”


    Corinne wasn’t interested in where she was going to live next. Just then, a shuttle bus pulled up, and


    Shirley ced her luggage on board and got on. Corinne nned to walk, but the driver called out to


    her, “Corinne, get in.”


    “I’m heading to Mr. Flintstone’s residence,” she said.


    “I’m taking Imogen there too. Hop on,” the driver said. Shocked, Corinne looked at Shirley, realizing


    that when she said she was moving to a different ce, she meant moving into Zacharias’ residence.


    She immediately got on the bus, her eyes fixed firmly on Shirley. “You’re going to live at Mr. Flintstone’s


    ce?”


    Shirley could see the envy in Corinne’s expression. However, she had no intention of boasting; instead,


    she felt helpless. She simply nodded. “Yes, it was Mr. Flintstone’s idea.”


    At once, Corinne’s chest heaved, and she bit her lip before snorting in Shirley’s direction. “You’re quite


    something, huh?” She believed that Shirley had used some means to captivate Zacharias behind her


    back, and that was why he was giving her special treatment.


    Though Shirley knew that Corinne had misunderstood, she chose not to exin and just furrowed her


    brow.


    Upon arriving at Zacharias’ residence, Shirley got off the bus, and Corinne stood by her side. As the


    shuttle bus departed, Corinne spoke in a serious tone. “Stop right there, Imogen.”


    Shirley had no choice but to stop and look at Corinne, feeling that she had somehow provoked her.


    At this moment, Corinne seemed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, disying a touch of


    aggressiveness. “How did you make Mr. Flintstone notice you? What tricks did you use? Or did you


    seduce him when I wasn’t around?” She voiced her suspicions.


    In her eyes, she was no less than Shirley in every way, so why would Zacharias show interest in her?


    Shirley had to have done something behind the scenes.


    Hearing that, Shirley was at a loss for words. The feeling of being wrongly used is so unpleasant.


    She gave Corinne a sharp, piercing look. “Are you done?”


    Corinne was taken aback by her gaze and snorted. “Don’t let me catch you doing anything wrong, or I


    won’t let you off.”


    With that, she entered the house first, and Shirley followed her. Shirley took her luggage to the second


    floor, where there was a guest room reserved for visitors. Since Zacharias’ master bedroom and his


    study were on the third floor, the entire third floor became his operational territory. Considering that,


    Shirley chose to stay on the second floor.


    Meanwhile, Corinne went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Zacharias. The less she received his


    attention, the harder she worked. She wanted to outshine Shirley and make him see how good she


    was.


    After a quick unpacking, Shirley decided to go to the third floor to inform Zacharias that she had moved


    in. She had felt his displeasure the night before when she had rejected him. Indeed, having been


    ustomed to being in a position of power for a long time, he is no longer used to being rejected.


    She went up to the third-floor foyer, and as she turned the corner, she suddenly saw a man sitting in


    the third-floor living room. He was dressed in a loose-fitting ck robe, with the belt hanging loose in


    the middle. Water droplets were falling from the tips of his hair, sliding down his strikingly handsome


    face, down to his jawline, and further down onto his exposed abdominal muscles. He lounged on the


    couch, exuding an air of rxed nonchnce.


    At once, she covered her eyes and turned around. She didn’t expect him to dress like this. “Good


    morning, Mr. Flintstone.” She greeted him.


    “Have you moved in?” he asked directly. With a nod, she answered, “I’ve brought my luggage to the


    guest room on the second floor.”


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    “Good,” he simply replied.


    “I’ll go downstairs to work now,” she said before hurrying to the foyer. On the way, she couldn’t help but


    let out a sigh of relief. The image she had just seen wouldn’t leave her mind.


    After that, she went to do her cleaning tasks. Even though they were repetitive, they couldn’t be


    neglected.