Bella Green narrowed her eyes slightly, a playful smile hanging on her lips.
This Margaret, the first time she met her, there was no smile at all.
Seeing her gaze upon him, Margaret's smile suddenly became a bit unsustainable.
He cleared his throat softly and came over, "Miss Green, welcome."
Bella Green looked at him, seemingly smiling yet not smiling.
"Thank you, I thought Third Young Master wouldn't welcome me."
Margaret's face showed a hint of embarrassment, and that smile became somewhat stiff.
"Miss Green is joking, you're an esteemed guest of the White Family, how could I not welcome you."
Margaret's voice was somewhat weak, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at Bella Green's face.
Looking at the girl's smiling expression.
He couldn't help but wonder whether yesterday at the company, beneath her mask, was the same lively expression.
