The warden who guards the witches

In the afternoon, the reception desk of Rose Iron Prison.

"Why are you here again? Sir, he is still working. Please come back after get off work." Veronica looked at Deborah Irwin in front of her and said.

"I just want you to send a message and tell him that I am waiting for him." Deborah smiled, "Also, I miss him very much."

Veronica shuddered in her heart because of the other party's numbness.

What's going on? Why can she say such things so naturally? Could it be that she has already made progress with the commander...even established a relationship, and even...went one step further...

But then she controlled her emotions and maintained her composure: calm down, if the relationship between this woman and the chief has progressed, the meeting should become more personal.

If the chief has established some kind of... more private relationship with the other party, there is no need for Deborah to make a special trip to meet the other party during working hours. Veronica knows that her boss is generally a person who distinguishes between public and private matters.

After two seconds of thinking, Veronica came to the conclusion: The other party and the chief have not made substantial progress yet, so there is no need to mess up the situation.

"If you want to see him, just go through the normal process and submit the application. The premise is that the officer approves it." Veronica pointed to the window of the reception desk and said in a businesslike tone, then raised her finger and pointed to the door, "I just want to convey something to the warden. Long mailbox. In principle, I will not send you a message directly except for emergencies. Thank you. In addition, what you just said may cause misunderstandings about the officer’s personal style. Please be careful.”

"Miss Police Officer, your attitude is a bit cold." Deborah said, staring into Veronica's eyes.

"Because I'm working. The reception area is reserved for people visiting the prison. Please don't occupy public resources." Veronica spread her hands outside.

Deborah tapped her chin with her finger and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Miss Police Officer, do you like Mr. Aiden?"

Veronica felt her heartbeat stopped for a moment when her thoughts were exposed.

In panic, she opened her mouth and subconsciously prepared to deny it, but a voice in her heart stopped her: No!

At this moment, Veronica vaguely realized that if she backed down here, her feelings would be completely lost to the person in front of her.

So she responded as calmly as possible: "Is it so obvious?"

"No, it's just that I think that for a man as good as Mr. Aiden, and the police officer is so close to him, there is no reason why he shouldn't have some feelings for her." Deborah replied matter-of-factly.

"The logic is a bit strange, but it's not far from the truth." Veronica replied calmly.

"Can you be more specific?" Deborah narrowed her eyes.

Veronica realized that the other party wanted her to avoid this topic, and she should not back down here either.

"Actually, he saved my life before. At first, I was just grateful. For this reason, I transferred to this unit and worked hard to be his right-hand man and share his worries. On this basis, it is easy to get closer and develop feelings." Vero Nika calmly replied, "Now it's reached the point where it's up to him, so I actually don't want to see you here."

After clarifying these words thoroughly, Veronica suddenly felt refreshed.

That's right, simply liking someone is nothing to be ashamed of.

Deborah was stunned for a moment by the unexpected frankness of the other party, and then laughed.

"What if I say that I have established a relationship with Mr. Aiden?" Deborah suddenly clapped her hands and said with a sly expression.

"Why don't you just tell me that you two have had a relationship? Then why did you come to the workplace to ask him out? You can get along with him in his private time. From what I know about the commander, he won't like his partner to ignore business and private matters. "Veronica will not be easily swayed this time.

Deborah was stunned. After a while, she smiled: "It seems that I have met a difficult love rival..."

Veronica thought that the other party was going to laugh at her for not knowing her own abilities, so she began to think about how to respond.

But Deborah continued: "It's so jealous."

This time Veronica was stunned, jealous? You have a skin favored by fate, and you seem to have endless money in your hands. How can I be jealous of you?

"After talking with me, I discovered that Mr. Eden is a very guarded person. It is always difficult for a stranger like me to get closer to him. Even if I have such conditions, he will not be moved." Deborah laughed. He said, but when he looked at Veronica, there was not much smile in his eyes, "And you are already someone he is close to and trusts, so I am really jealous of you."

"On a first-come, first-served basis." Veronica had no expression when she said this, but she was quite happy in her heart.

Think about it, if beauty and money alone can bring you closer to the superior, then the succubus in the prison should have succeeded long ago.

"I'm so jealous that I want to find a way to get rid of you." Deborah said suddenly.

"Hey!" Veronica was surprised, the other person's eyes looked serious.

"Of course, I won't really do that. Unjust actions are not in line with my principles, and I don't want to be hated by him." Deborah raised her hands.

Veronica breathed a sigh of relief.

"I will wait for him honestly when I get off work, and I won't disturb your work anymore. Don't worry." Deborah waved her hand.

"That's best." Veronica nodded.

"You are so honest. I thought you would say that you are going to have dinner with Mr. Aiden before me, so I can go home directly." Deborah said.

"You reminded me." Veronica smiled.

"That's a bit mean." Deborah raised her eyebrows.

"Just kidding, the commander will make his own judgment, and I respect his choice." Veronica replied lightly. After this "heart-to-heart" conversation, her mood has changed.

At the same time, Isabella, who was sitting behind the window of the reception desk, looked at the two people in the distance, but could not hear the content of their conversation.

When Veronica came back and passed by, she leaned out and whispered: "Hey, how is the battle going? Is it okay? Have you been stolen by others?"

"Stop gossiping and work hard!" Veronica knocked Isabella on the head with a knife.

Isabella sat back and rubbed her head: "It seems that it is not yet. You must seize the opportunity. If it is not now, it is hard to say in the future. If you ask me, you should..."

Veronica raised her hand again silently.

"Okay, okay, work, work!" Isabella waved her hands repeatedly.