Looking into mirror, she carefully outlined her seductive red lips with some exorbitantly priced lipstick, the maid felt quite confident about her perfect features.
Being able to serve as Sofia's butler, she was confident in her own appearance. And to have reached this position, her intelligence was absolutely up to par.
If it weren't for the stirrings of spring in her heart, she felt she wouldn't have been so passive before Harry. But everything was predestined, and now she could no longer control some of her actions.
For instance, every time she went to see Harry, she couldn't help but dress up meticulously, use the best cosmetics, and wear the most beautiful clothes.
Even her nails were carefully manicured, and she chose the most suitable bracelets and rings, more attentively than when she had attended the expo a few days ago.
After confirming that her selection was indeed perfect, the maid finally stepped out, got into the car, and rushed to Harry's office.
