Chapter 162 Her villainous proud face was nauseating. Gale chose to take a step back. “Okay. Then you live in the master bedroom. I live on the first floor.” Anyway, the farther away she can be from these two, the better! Susan smiled tenderly. “The guest bedroom on the first floor? Oh, you have become a guest. Do I have to entertain you?”
“I can‘t bear it.”
“Mr. Wood, then do as you wish.” Shawn looked up at her. “No. Gale, you live in the servant‘s room at the back.” The whole living room was quiet as soon as these words came out. The housekeeper‘s eyes widened in shock. “Mr. Wood, this...”
“What is your status? You are not a host or guest. The servant‘s room is the most suitable for you. It will give you a place to stay.”
Susan was about to burst out laughing. “...Okay,” Gale responded.
The maid‘s room would be better than living on the floor of the master bedroom.
At least she has her own space!
She does not have to worry about sleepwalking into Shawn‘s bed, and she does not have to look at Shawn‘s face every night. It would be a little bit of freedom! The housekeeper said in a hurry, “No, how can you...” “Shawn is the master here. I will follow his wishes.” After speaking, Gale smiled. “Housekeeper, take me there, please.” “This...”
Shawn’s sharp eyes swept over quickly.
The housekeeper had to do what he was ordered to do.“Madam, please come with me.”
Gale left without looking back at night.
There was no complaint or plea for mercy, which made Shawn very unhappy!
He got up and strode upstairs.
Seeing this, Susan quickly followed. She had always dreamed of being able to live in Temperley Hall, but she never thought that it had all come true.
‘My dad was right. Children were a good bargaining chip!‘
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