The Maid Who Was Trapped by The Billionaire
he complained in shock.
Drick, meanwhile, almost collapsed to the floor from exhaustion. “Ma’am… if you want, I’ll just say goodbye to the squid. It looks like it doesn’t like me either,” he said with a sigh, gazing at the ceiling as if ready to retire as Dark’s subordinate.
Meanwhile, Dark was hopping in frustration, still holding the wriggling squid.
“Sorry… it just suddenly changed, what can I do!” Roxane said with a sheepish look.
She scratched her head and laughed awkwardly. “It’s just that, Dark… an idea suddenly popped into my head like a commercial, and now I just want noodles—ready in three minutes! You took too long.”
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