At Fault

Samantha sat on the sofa and glanced at the time on her phone.

It was already half-past nine.

Ellena had not arrived yet.

She sent a message to Wendy, asking her to hurry up.

Suddenly, a dark shadow enveloped her, and a chilling coldness appeared around her.

She abruptly raised her head and saw Ethan standing in front of her, arrogantly looking down at her. His perfect jawline and sexy Adam's apple radiated an irresistible charm under the crystal palace-like light.

Samantha's breath skipped a beat, and her heart suddenly raced.

She subconsciously swallowed.

Taking in her expression, Ethan furrowed his brow slightly, a trace of disdain passing through his eyes. He immediately shifted his attention and said expressionlessly, "The meal you prepared doesn't suit the young master's taste. I'll have the butler settle your wages. Please leave immediately."

Did he really mistake her for a cook?

Samantha took out her business card again and introduced herself, "Mr. Steele, I think you've misun