Isabella received a call demanding that she come to the Blackwell mansion immediately, that she had been chosen by the little mistress.

Who was this mysterious little princess who had chosen her?

The man’s voice rang on the other end of the line, “The little mistress is in desperate need of someone to make waffles, please come over right away!” With that, the call ended.

Isabella stood frozen in confusion. She had not applied for any job. Unless…

“Leon, Leandro!” She turned sharply ...