"I don’t come back here often, this is Nanny Garcia, the housekeeper here." Asher Land seemed to have seen the confusion in Sophie Smith’s heart and explained.
He didn’t know why he brought Sophie Smith home. Actually, he was quite unfamiliar with the word ’home.’ His life revolved around work and play; he disliked feeling restrained and never had a fixed residence. He had many houses, but none could truly be called a home.
"Hello, Nanny Garcia." Sophie Smith greeted the middle-aged woman politely.
"Hello, hello." Nanny Garcia was somewhat taken aback. The young master would occasionally bring women here, but those women were all arrogant, unlike the gentle and elegant woman before her.
Sophie Smith didn’t expect Asher Land would actually bring her home. However, she knew this didn’t mean anything because he must have brought countless women home before her, and she was just one among them.
The Land Family’s house was huge, but she felt there wasn’t a place she belonged; Asher Land had disappeared somewhere, and Nanny Garcia led her to a room.
"Miss, please rest here for now."
"Nanny Garcia, you can just call me Sophie."
"I wouldn’t dare, Miss Smith. Anyone the young master brings home is a distinguished guest. How could a servant like me be disrespectful?"
Sophie Smith was about to say something, but Nanny Garcia retreated early.
Having no choice, she idly stayed in the room, playing with her phone.
Her small body sank into the soft large bed. Holding a white silk quilt tightly against her body, drowsiness emerged, and she couldn’t help but close her eyes.
She didn’t know how long she had slept, just that, when she opened her eyes, the floor-to-ceiling window revealed a pitch-black night outside. She turned her head and found Asher Land standing by the bedside, looking at her with interest.
"Wh- When did you start standing there?" Sophie Smith suddenly sat up, a little nervous.
"Are you conserving energy for later?"
"What?" Sophie Smith clearly didn’t understand what Asher Land meant.
"After a good day’s sleep, then you’d be refreshed for the night." His gaze was straightforward and openly roamed underneath her. She understood somewhat what he was thinking.
"No, it’s not like that; I’m still very tired, still lacking energy." After speaking, Sophie Smith laid back down on the bed.
"Haha..." Asher Land seemed amused by her actions; Sophie Smith was momentarily dazed. This was the first time she had seen him , to know that Usually, he was aloof and composed, very calm, and she basically hadn’t seen him laugh heartily.
Looks like he’s in a good mood now; she suddenly remembered the favor Eva Miller had asked of her earlier. Maybe, if she brought it up while he was happy, her chances of success would be greater.
"Um, can I talk to you about something?" She gathered her courage and said to him.
"I... It’s always exceedingly difficult to ask him, but thinking of Eva Miller’s earnest pleading, she continued with difficulty, "I have a friend who also studies film and acting. I want to ask you if you could, if you could recommend her for a role? As long as it’s not too minor."
Unbelievably, this woman actually came to ask him for a favor for her friend, such a rare opportunity; he had to think carefully about what favors to ask of her in return.
"Sophie, you know me; I’m a businessman. Businessmen have to consider benefits when doing things."
She knew Asher Land was never one to easily relent.
"But I have no money or influence; I can’t give you what a businessman desires."
Asher Land hesitated to speak; Sophie Smith looked as if she saw a glimmer of hope, staring intently into his eyes.