I'm not a sister complex!

Seeing the three women coming in, Isabella closed the gate again and followed the three women.

Looking at the small garden in front of them, the three women did not stop and walked straight to the villa behind the garden.

As a result, when I arrived at the door of the villa, I ran into Angelica who was coming out with a quilt in her arms, preparing to send it for laundry.

Angelica blinked when she saw the person coming, then walked past the three women and walked towards the side door of the yard.

Claire and Anne's eyes followed the petite figure until she disappeared around the corner.

Looking at the two people standing there in a daze, Mary asked with some confusion:

"What happen to you guys?"

Claire exclaimed, "Except for the hair and eye color, she is almost exactly like Princess Angelica."

Isabella, who was following behind the others, still had a smile on her face as she introduced:

"That's my daughter Tracy, Mr. Doyle's maid."

Hearing this, Claire looked up and down at Isabella who was following behind her, and a strange look appeared in her beautiful eyes.

The girl behind him, who looks only about eighteen years old, actually has a daughter this old.

The result is obvious. She and Eros...

But this seems normal, after all, she looks so much like Her Majesty the Queen.

Which man can endure this kind of identity stimulation?

After thinking this through, Claire once again set her eyes on Isabella's chest.

This made much more sense. She almost thought that the maid behind her was as talented as Anne.

This made her feel a little stressed, but after knowing that the age of the maid behind her was not as young as she looked, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, in a few years I may be able to compete with them.

Taking her eyes away from Isabella's chest, Claire glanced at Anne's chest again, then snorted and walked into the villa gate.

Seeing Claire walk in, Anne withdrew her gaze from the side door, looked down at Mary and said calmly:

"Let's go too!"

Since the mother looks like Queen Isabella, it makes sense that the daughter would look like Princess Angelica.

Although it's still surprising, the world is so big, it's normal to have a few pairs of people who look alike.

Thinking of this, Annie also stepped into the villa gate.

After seeing the two women leave, Mary curled her lips. She naturally noticed the change in Claire's eyes just now.

What’s the use of big ones? Doesn’t Eros prefer small ones?

Mary looked down at her petite body, her slender arms and her thin, white legs, and muttered to herself before walking in.

Seeing the three of them go in, Isabel looked down at herself, looking thoughtful.

In the living room, Mrs. Florica, who had heard the noise outside the door a long time ago, put down the newspaper in her hand and looked towards the door.

After a while, the tall and slender Claire walked in. She was stunned when she saw a woman sitting in the living room.

The woman in front of me was not wearing a maid outfit, which meant she was not Eros's maid. Then who was she? Why was she here?

Isabella followed them in and saw the scene before her and began to introduce:

"This is Mrs. Florica, the mother of Mr. Doyle's sister."

The three girls suddenly realized and quickly introduced themselves to Madam Florica.

After introducing themselves, the three girls looked at each other in surprise. Why was Eros's sister's mother in Eros's house?

Could it be that Eros had a sister in Haidaram? And was he living with his sister now?

It's not impossible.

Then the three of them sat on the sofa and waited quietly for Eros to return.

After looking at the three women for a few seconds, Mrs. Florica tactfully stood up and went back to her room to make room for them.

As for Isabella, after introducing Lady Florica, she apologized to the three women and went to deal with other things.

Everyone’s clothes and quilts haven’t been washed yet!

On the other side, after finishing his routine street patrol, Eros received a letter from Florica sent through Shadow Raven.

"Your three little lovers are here!"

Eros was speechless when he saw the news. He had planned to go find them himself in two days, but they actually came to him on their own.

After lighting the letter in his hand, Eros went to the Special Operations Department office.

After arriving at the Special Operations Department office, Eros casually threw the matchbox in his hand onto the table and said helplessly:

"I may not be able to patrol the streets today!"

David, who had his legs on the desk, immediately retracted his legs when he heard this, and said in a somewhat surprised tone:

"What happened?"

Eros shook his head and explained, "No, there are guests visiting our house."

Hearing this answer, Peter on the other side seemed to have thought of something and laughed:

"Is it the one from the Ocean Church and the one from the Covenant Church?"

Eros coughed lightly but did not deny it.

Seeing this, Peter winked and said, "Go! Go! David and I will help you watch your neighborhood."

"Come to think of it, Conan, you haven't had a rest yet, right? It would be fine if you could take a break for three or four days this time."

It's true. It's been more than a week since Eros started working, but he has never had a proper vacation.

The agreed working hours were four days on and three days off, but because the work was simple and there was no sense of restraint, working was actually almost the same as being on vacation, and I could do whatever I wanted.

There is no attendance, no records, no supervision, it really all depends on their own initiative.

After gathering the scattered thoughts in his mind, Eros thanked Peter and David.

Then, to Peter's wink, he walked out of the Special Operations Department office.

……

After returning to the villa at No. 179 Bran Street, Eros smiled and said, looking at the three women sitting on the sofa:

"I originally wanted to come to see you in two days!"

Claire leaned on the sofa and said in a faint voice:

"I wonder how many days exactly Mr. Doyle means in the next two days?"

Hearing this, Eros smiled slightly.

He walked up to Claire and pinched her chin.

Looking at the fair face and delicate red lips in front of him, Eros lowered his head and kissed her, and said in a natural and affectionate tone:

"Of course the sooner the better!"

Feeling the affectionate gaze of Eros in front of her, Claire's pretty face blushed, and the resentment that had risen in her heart disappeared without a trace.

Eros kissed me first. Compared to that tomboy Anne, Eros really likes me a little more.

Thinking of this, Claire looked proudly at Anne, who was sitting opposite her with a blank expression.

"Childish!" Anne spat out two words in a cold tone.