Chapter 3: The Maid's ???

Because he didn't eat much for dinner yesterday, Oreo woke up hungry again.

He got up from his chair and cursed through gritted teeth.

"Damn Caron, damn Tamia."

He grumbled indignantly, gripped his toothbrush hard, poured a glass of water on the corner, and then crouched in front of the office, staring at the passing crowd with cynical eyes.

After brushing his teeth, Oreo quickly stood up, but he almost lost sensation on both legs because he had been squatting for so long.

"Damn, damn it."

He let out a meaningless curse as he walked into the office and finally rolled into the chair.

It was close to noon when there was finally a noise at the door.

Tamia pushed open the wooden door, and she was wearing a pink hat, which was a little playful, but it didn't match her gray trench coat.

"Dangdang, dang!"

Tamia dragged Angelyl in and smirked.

"How's that, isn't it beautiful!"

Angelyl lowered her head, not knowing if it was shyness or what.

She is wearing a rustic dress today, like a butterfly with flowers and branches.

Oreo slumped out of his chair weakly, nodding to himself without even looking at Angelyl.

"Beautiful...... Pretty. ”

Angelyl put down the bag in her hand and muttered quietly.

"I'll just say he didn't eat breakfast."

Tamia grabbed Angelyl's collar and said angrily.

"Angelil, you're just his assistant, not his maid!"

"But..."

Angelyl glanced at Oreo and whispered, "But isn't that what the assistant does......

"Who taught you this!"

Tamia pulled Angelyl back, "If you're so short of money, why don't you be my assistant." ”

The friendship between women is so strange, the day before they were still talking coldly, and the day after they became so familiar.

Oreo raised his hands and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Two, didn't we divide the work yesterday, and we'll talk about the assistant's business tomorrow."

"That's it, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Angelyl answered, and ran quickly to the board.

Seeing her diligent cooking, Tamia rolled her eyes and said helplessly.

"If I could say a few words to the Black Queen, I think the nobles would be so excited...... And now Angelyl is cooking for you, I really don't know why you take it for granted. ”

"It's okay."

Angelyl said softly, "My sister is also the Black Queen, and she also does laundry and cooking for Mr. Oreo in the end." ”

"Fart!"

An unknown force supported Oreo, who quickly stood up and spoke righteously.

"Your sister doesn't know how to cook, and she never does laundry! I'm using her as a cow and a horse. ”

Tamia's gaze shifted between the two, her face full of disbelief.

She looked at Angelyl and said in surprise.

"Your sister is also the Black Queen?"

Oreo corrected.

"It used to be."

"That's incredible, isn't it?"

Tamia walked quickly over to Angelyl and pinched her face with her hand, "I really want to meet your mother, how beautiful she must be." ”

“......”

There was silence for a moment before Oreo spoke.

"You've seen that fat prostitute who was kicked flying by you."

Tamia thought for a moment before she remembered the woman's appearance, her mouth wide open and her expression distorted.

"Is there any mistake?"

Tamia pinched Angelyl's cheek again, "Angelil, are you your own?" ”

"It's not surprising, my mother used to be beautiful too, and it was her dream to become the Black Queen."

Angelelle didn't want to talk about the Black Queen.

The oil was already hot, and she poured the cut vegetables into the pot, which made a familiar sizzling sound.

"I see."

Tamia rolled her eyes and looked at Oreo.

"So... Where is Angelyl's sister now? ”

This is obviously a stupid question.

As soon as she asked this question, Tamia regretted it, and she just wanted to say something to make up for her mistake.

But unexpectedly, Oreo is not averse to this issue.

"She's not in Turin for a while."

Oreo's voice wasn't unusual, but Tamia caught his displeasure.

She pursed her lips and sat down obediently across from Oreo, not saying anything more.

The meal was quickly ready, and Angelil made a hodgepodge because of the ingredients.

She brought three small bowls and was about to serve them to dinner, but was stopped by Tamia.

"I'll do it."

Tamia neatly cooked the meal for the three of them.

When she had done all this, she sat down on the pile of books on the side with her bowl in her arms, and said nothing.

The washing of the dishes was still left to Angelyl, and while she went outside to pour water, Tamia whispered.

"Sorry, I didn't know that."

"Sheriff Tamia, there's nothing to be sorry about."

Oreo tugged at the corners of his mouth, not knowing whether he was sarcastic or lamenting.

"There's so much of the past that it doesn't hurt to bring up one once in a while."

Seeing what else Tamia was about to say, Oreo stood up, and he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the street.

He picked up his top hat and walked briskly outside.

"Reka is here, we're ready to go."

Before Oreo could walk out of the office, Reka hurried in.

"I heard you had a lot of takeaways last night?"

"I think you misheard."

Oreo shook his head, "Later, you take Angelil to the factory, and you will be in charge of keeping an eye on the group."

It is worth noting that the secret room is to be opened with a huge key. ”

Oreo gestured at it, the key was about the size of his head.

Reka's mouth opened wide.

"You call this thing a key?"

Oreo nodded.

"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that the key is conspicuous and I think you can find it."

Reka said in a low voice.

"Someone is following us, isn't it just that they are watching us when we go there?"

"That's right."

Oreo tugged at the corners of his mouth, "I'm just letting you get their attention, and if you're really bored, you can develop a relationship with Angely." ”

"Develop your size!"

Reka growled, "Who doesn't know that Angelil is interesting to you. ”

"Huh......?"

Oreo pulled out a long tone and turned his head suspiciously, "What did you say?" ”

"Mr. Oreo, the dishes are done."

Angelil's voice came suddenly, she was standing by the door with a stack of washed dishes, and I don't know if I heard the conversation between the two.

Oreo nodded, his voice calm.

"Alright, let's go."