"What do you think of Edward Anderson?" Bell Collins couldn't sleep and chatted with Bruno.
Bruno was extremely sleepy and spoke vaguely, "Isn't he just a bit of a playboy, a bit good-looking, and a bit high-ranking? Miss Bell, listen to me, don't fall in love with Mr. Anderson, it won't work out."
She didn't think any woman in this world could tie down Edward Anderson, so why bother making a fool of yourself?
Bell Collins gave a bitter smile, "Yeah, it seems like a lot of women like him."
"Isn't it? The female guests and staff at Cherden Hotel are all charmed by Mr. Anderson. Even Bruce had a crush on him, but I snapped her out of it with a splash of cold water." Bruno said, yawning widely.
Bell Collins didn't ask any further.
Maybe it was because she wasn't used to the bed, or maybe it was because Edward Anderson had disturbed her peace of mind, she just couldn't sleep...
The next day, Bella Scott received a bunch of bright red roses when she came to work.
