Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3343 Sophian Has Feelings For Him

"Are you planning to tell me that Madam Allison brought someone back?" Luca had a feeling she knew what was going on.

Luca had been wondering why Allison had taken such a big risk by going out during the day, but it all made sense

now.

"Yes, she brought someone back and said she'll be taking over my job," Aunt Neile replied helplessly. She was worried she had lost her competitive edge, which made her feel anxious.

"I got it, Aunt Neile." As soon as Luca spoke, there was a cheer from inside the lab. She glanced back and saw that there seemed to be progress in the research. Rhett gave her a thumbs-up to signal success.

She slightly smiled and nodded before hearing Aunt Neile's voice again on the phone. "Ms. Craw, there's something I'd like to say, though I'm not sure if I should. I've thought about it, and I feel like I should. Even though Mr. Crawford isn't the type to fool around, you have to be careful. He has no interest in that woman, but she's clearly interested in him. You should pay attention."

Although these words were not something Aunt Neile should necessarily say, Luca knew they came from a good place.

When it came to matters of the heart, though, Luca understood Luke better than anyone.

If he was not interested in Sophian, then he was not interested. He would not touch her.

After all, even when she had not revealed her true identity at first, Luke insisted on being with her because he knew she was Bianca. That brought them closer together.

Luca felt confident about Luke's loyalty.

However, there was one thing Aunt Neile was right about. Luke was not interested in Sophian, but Sophian definitely had feelings for him.

When someone wanted to win over another person's heart, they would think of all kinds of ways to do it. Luca had seen it before. She was not worried about Sophian, but she knew it was still better to be cautious.

She did not want things to spiral into a mess.

Luca replied, "Alright, Aunt Neile. The car's already there. Are you at the entrance of the neighborhood?" "Almost there," replied Aunt Neile.

"Okay, I'll send you the license plate number. Take the day off and get some rest." Luca then hung up the call. After sending the car's license plate number, it was not long before she saw that Aunt Neile had gotten in the car.

Luca put her phone back in her pocket and walked into the lab, where a few researchers gathered around her, eager to show her their findings and reports.

"Good work." Luca was genuinely pleased with the results.

After Aunt Neile left, Allison felt a surge of relief. As she looked at Sophian, her eyes gleamed as she took in the sight of the villa's living room. Allison could not help but chuckle to herself.

It was just an ordinary living room, but she acted like a country mouse in the city, all wide-eyed and clueless. Allison even suspected that if she were not around, Sophian would be snapping photos to post all over social media. She would show off to her friends who, just like her, had no experience with the finer things in life.

"Ms. Allison, this villa's interior is stunning," exclaimed Sophian. The interior was completely different from Crawford Manor.

It was more modern, and as a young person, Sophian obviously preferred this style. Thinking about how she would soon be living here, Sophian could not help but feel excited. As she walked out of the room, Sophian felt that her status here had noticeably improved.

"It's just okay, really." Allison was not impressed. She continued, "Sophian, let me make this clear. There aren't enough rooms here, and even I have to stay in a small guest room, which is really cramped. You, on the other hand, will have to stay in the maid's room. Hope you don't mind."

She had already explained this arrangement when she talked to Sophian about coming here as a maid. If Sophian was willing to move in, this was the only room available for her.

"No problem, Ms. Allison," replied Sophian. "You've already mentioned it, so I'm fine with it." Sophian thought to herself that she could show off the villa and take as many photos as she liked. No one would have to know that she was staying in the maid's room.

Everyone would just think that she had a rich boyfriend. That would be enough for her.

"Alright then. Let me show you to the maid's room, and you can put your things down." Allison led her to the room. "This is the maid's room," said Allison.

Sophian looked around, her mouth dropping in surprise. While the furniture was not brand new, it was clearly high- quality-not at all like what she had been expecting.

The room could easily double s a guest room!

"Ms. Allison, is this really the maid's room?" Sophian could not hide her shock.

Allison looked at her exaggerated reaction with a hint of disdain in her eyes and thought to herself, 'What's the big deal? It's just a slightly bigger maid's room. Why act so surprised?'

"This is the maid's room. Luke has always been kind to the maids. He's generous too. If you work well, there'll be rewards for you. As for the furniture, it was for the old maid. She didn't live here, so the furniture is barely used. We won't bother changing it," explained Allison.

Sophian shook her head and grinned. "This is better than any five-star hotel. No need to change anything."This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Allison's disdain deepened. Sophian really did not know anything.

Better than a five-star hotel?

How ridiculous.

However, Allison did not mind. She preferred people who did not know better. They were easier to control. Luke was not going to marry Sophian, after all, so she would not lose her dignity over it later.

"Well, as long as you're happy with it. Now, go ahead and get settled and then make breakfast," added Allison.

Sophian froze for a moment, not expecting to have to get to work so soon.

"I'm hungry. Why don't you stop unpacking for now and make breakfast first? You can tidy up after," Allison said in a commanding tone.

She thought the breakfast Aunt Neile made was already stale, so she definitely would not eat it.

"Okay, Ms. Allison. What would you like for breakfast?" asked Sophian.

"Now that you're a maid working for the Crawford family, you should call me 'Madam Allison' and address me respectfully," Allison corrected her. She placed importance on these formalities.

"Okay." Sophian was surprised by the correction but quickly adapted. "Madam Allison, what would you like for breakfast?"

"Make me a cup of soy milk and toast a slice of bread," instructed Allison.

"Alright, please wait a moment." Sophian felt like her role here had shifted.

Previously, Allison had not treated her with much respect, but at least she had been seen as a beautician.

Now?

After agreeing to become a maid, Allison quickly treated her like one?

Sophian felt a bit unsettled. She had originally thought Allison was just giving her a chance to move in, making it more convenient for her to do skincare treatments.

When she arrived, she realized that Allison had really fired the previous maid.

With the old maid gone, all the maid duties now fell on her.

Back in Seoul, Sophian rarely ate out to save money. She would buy discounted vegetables and meat from the supermarket and cook for herself in her rented place. So, her cooking skills were decent, but she was not exactly

a gourmet chef.

Now, with the previous maid gone, Sophian found herself in a bind. She had been thrust into the role with no choice. She walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and looked at the wide variety of ingredients, feeling both envious and helpless.

In Seoul, she might have looked put together on the outside. The truth was, she was a pretty lazy person. Her rented apartment was always a mess, and she never bothered to clean it.