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You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 543

Vicente usually stayed on the second floor, not letting anyone even come near it without her permission. She would take off her flat-chested disguise and toss it aside before taking a bath. She'd only wear it the next day when she had to keep up her facade again.

When John knocked on her door, her mind was not clear and she thought she was on the second floor.

Vicente didn't realize it yet. With her heavy eyelids, she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," John answered. He soon digested the fact that Vicente had been disguising herself as a man. With everything that had been happening recently, it was not difficult to guess why she was doing this.

Vicente's voice was quite manly. He wondered how she was able to speak like that.

"Then I'll just go back to sleep." Vicente slammed the door and went back to bed.

The moment the door closed, John then remembered why he knocked on her door in the first place, but he wasn't going to risk disturbing this sleepy woman again.

Helplessly, John had to go find Cali. If Cali went to the second floor with him, the others would not suspect him.

The servants in the castle were divided into different groups and had to abide by different rules and regulations. Cali was responsible for serving Nina and her children. She had to start working around eight o'clock while other servants like Ivy, who did chores, started working from half past six in the morning.

Ivy had a lot of strenuous work to deal with every day. On the other hand, Cali had a fairly easy and relaxed job while still getting paid more than anyone else.

It could be argued that she deserved it though. She was a top nursing student with astounding professional skills. It would come as no shock that Vicente handpicked her to work in the castle.

This was only one of the reasons though. Vicente's mother helped Cali throughout her childhood since she had lost her parents. This woman stepped in and provided her with food, clothing and education.

Vicente and Cali had known each other since childhood, so she was naturally trustworthy enough to get the job. Vicente didn't suspect Cali when Van and Don went missing.

Many people in the castle were envious of Cali. Some fawned on her, others looked down on her, and some made friends with her while secretly gossiping behind her back.

Ivy fell into this last category.

She knew how to get on Cali's good side. After making friends with her, Ivy moved in and lived with Cali. The room was incredibly spacious and all that needed to be added was a bed for Ivy.

Other servants were nowhere near as lucky. They had to share four-bed rooms.

Ivy routinely woke up around six o'clock and spitefully looked over at her roommate. They were both maids, but Cali was superior.

Reluctantly, Ivy got up and deliberately made a racket as she washed up. Cali frowned and called out, prompting Ivy's apology.

Ivy put on her uniform and trudged off to her boring job.

She yawned and ambled forward. Then, she saw John marching towards her which instantly sobered her up.

"Sean!" Ivy greeted him warmly. "Good morning, Sean. What brings you here? Shouldn't you be jogging about now?"

John wasn't interested in talking to her at first, but after she brought up this personal detail, she had his attention.

Ivy shivered under John's sudden glance. 'Oh my God, Sean's eyes are terrifying. Why on earth does Cali like him?

No matter how handsome he is, he is still a bodyguard.

If it was up to me, I'd choose Count Nangong. I don't care if he's married. Every man cheats.'

Realizing that John had marched onwards, Ivy hurriedly stopped him. "Sean, are you looking for Cali?"

John stopped and looked at her with a warmer expression.

Ivy realized what was going on and began looking him up and down meaningfully. Only a few moments passed when she was startled by his piercing gaze.

"Sean, Cali hasn't gotten up yet. Let me help you bring her here."

"Okay." Hearing John's word, Ivy went back to her room to call Cali.

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