Hearing Jovana's words, Catherine's face fell.
Gritting her teeth, she retreated and turned to leave.
Finally, Jovana let out a sigh of relief as she thought that Catherine would not bother her anymore.
"Is that your friend? Why is her face covered like that?" Victor asked nonchalantly.
"Oh, she... has a cold."
Jovana wanted to carry the suitcase to the car, but Victor stopped her.
"You don't have to do this. Just get in the car," said Victor, being the gentleman he was.
Jovana nodded. After the car started, she noticed that they were not headed for the Brown's Group. "Where are we going now?"
"We are going to Mr. Brown's villa because the housemaid is not at home today. Can I trouble you to do some housework?" After a long period of deliberation, Victor really could not find any w
