"Good evening, Mrs. Ella," Beatrix said.
She saw Ella's wrinkled face. The woman knew that Ella didn't want to talk much.
Ella sighed and looked up at the second floor.
"You missed your dinner, Mrs. Ella," Beatrix said continued, but Ella was still silent.
"Today, Mr. Alfred arrived early?"
Ella looked straight at Beatrix. It was rare for Alfred to come home early. "Oh yeah... It's good if he comes home early."
"And take it easy because Mr. Alfred didn't bring any women. So I don't think you need an ax tonight, do you?"
Ella immediately smiled broadly. She's happy Beatrix can work with her.
"Thanks, Beatrix. I appreciate your information."
"Oh... one more. Mr. John is also home. Too bad you didn't see him. He's already in his room to rest."
"John..? OK... Thanks also for that one information."
Ella walked tiredly. A pair of heels perched on her wrist. Even though she didn't work today, she felt so tired.