“All right,” I agreed, nodding. Her trust in me was unexpected, but I wasn’t going to squander it.
Abigail smiled warmly. “Good. Since you’re here for the money, I’ll need to conduct a thorough background check. You’re okay with that, right?”
What a blunt woman!
“Of course,” I replied, unfazed.
She shook my hand firmly. “You’re honest, Stella, and I like that about you. Over the past two years, I’ve met many potential daughters-in-law, but none of them seemed right. You’re the first who feels… genuine.”
Her words surprised me. Genuine? Me? Still, I smiled and nodded politely.
“I’ll leave everything to you. Just keep Adrian company, talk to him, and let the staff handle the rest. I’ll transfer your allowance to you monthly,” she added.
I couldn’t stop myself from nodding enthusiastically.
That same day, Abigail left for Crescent City, and I officially moved into the villa with my few bags.
The butler and maids were indeed present, but they had little to do in such a well-maintained home. Most of the time, they lingered around idly, leaving me to my own devices.