Tabitha's POV
I quickly put my finger to my lips to stop the Omega from talking. And She shut up at once.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Joanna Foster. I go by Joanna," she answered obediently.
"What do you do?"
She replied, "I majored in horticulture. I've been here taking care of the rose garden ever since I graduated from college."
The look in her eyes was very pure, and after these days, I already had a pretty good picture of the personalities of those servants in the rose garden.
While others were gossiping, Joanna focused on her job dutifully, never joining in on the chatter.
Thus, I figured she could be trusted.
"Can you do me a favor?"
"Ms. Hartley, you don't have to be so formal. You are the employer, so you can tell me whatever you want me to do. I'm just glad I can be o
