78: The things People Do For Love

When Zaria knocked, a lot of time passed and no one opened the entrance door.

Knock.

Knock!

Zaria Smith was getting impatient but she did not let it reflect on her face. At this time, she glanced at the neighbourhood.

It was a separate area where only some of the huge houses were established. It was obvious that it was a rich neighbourhood.

She was busy peering at her surroundings when the door opened. Zaria let out a smile but it dimmed slightly since it was not Elian Anderson, but an elderly man in his mid-fifties who greeted her.

"Yes?"

Zaria was confused. Did she come to the wrong address?

"Are you here to apply for a job?"

"A job?" Finally, Zaria said something.

"Young Master is hiring people for house chores. Miss, are you here for that?" Old Butler asked again.

"You will find an old butler when you reached there. I sent him there to look after Elian. Don't worry, he is a good man." Suddenly, she remembered Madam Anderson's words and her eyes flickered in realization.

"Ah