36. Special Treatment

"By the way, who is that?" Cherry whispered as her eyes caught Gabriella's back.

The woman who was originally contemplating suddenly held her breath, worried if her behavior was suspicious.

"She is not important. Don't mind her," Max answered lightly.

In an instant, Gabriella's lips pursed and her brows furrowed. "There's no need to emphasize it. I already know. That man never really thinks of me as someone important,” she thought angrily.

“Well then, I can ask her for help,” Cherry muttered before lifting her neck and calling out. "Miss, come here for a moment."

Gabriella's reverie was suddenly broken. With round eyes and high arched eyebrows, she looked back. Hand waves of the beautiful lady suddenly invited her to get up from the chair.

"Why does she call me?" she thought curiously.

"Yes, Miss?"

Cherry handed her a bag containing a wooden box. “I bought a set of these teapots for Max. Please prepare it along with the