- My Servant
“I was your personal assistant when I replaced Jeremy yesterday, wasn’t I?” Kara’s voice was hoarse. Her throat was hot.
“That’s a personal assistant. What we discuss is a servant. From the second I open my eyes to the second I close them, I want you to always be alert.”
Kara tried to force a smile, but failed. The twins’ cries had clouded her mind. It was impossible for her to dedicate all her time to Frank, while her children had to be entrusted to Susan 24 hours a day.
“Do I have to serve you for the next three months? Don’t you think it’s too much?”
“You mind? Then enjoy your three months as an unpaid stupid secretary.”
Kara crossed her arms and gripped her elbows. Her style was exactly like Emily’s when she dealt with Frank. Luckily, the man didn’t notice. He was blinded by resentment towards his secretary.
‘Would the twins understand if I disappeared for three months? Soon they will go to school. They need a lot of preparation. But, if I don’t agree to these conditions, how can I pay the registration fee?’
Kara’s expression darkened. She couldn’t hide the compulsion from her face. “Okay. I will be your servant.”
Frank felt victorious. The opportunity to teach Kara a lesson was now wider open.
“Then start by cleaning my shoes! They didn’t look very bright today.”
Frank’s foot moved forward. Kara looked down at it. After a faint sigh, she pulled out a tissue and carry out her task. The CEO’s smile
“What about my watch? Isn’t it strange that my shoes are shinier than this watch?”
Frank pursed his lips and noticed the gold chain on his wrist. The diamonds around the clock hands look sparkling. Without another word, Kara grabbed it.
“Wow, hey! Don’t touch me carelessly! Just hold onto what you need
to clean!”
Kara almost snorted. Her hands itched to slap that annoying face.. However, she realized that her fate depended on Frank Harper’s hands. Taking a deep breath, she brought the tissue closer.
“Hey…!”
Frank stepped back and secured the precious accessory.
“Are you stupid? You just cleaned my shoes with that tissue. Now you want to clean this expensive watch with that dirty sheet? This watch must be cleaned with a special cloth.”
Kara kept silent. She lost interest in arguing. She knew that whatever came out of her mouth would be considered wrong by Frank:
“Never mind. Let the servants in my house do it. They are much more. professional than you.”
A second later, Frank turned to face the full-body mirror located on the side of the bookshelf. Squinting, he muttered, “What do you think needs to be improved about my appearance, apart from the
remaining smell of your vomit yesterday?”
Kara rolled her eyes briefly. She was too lazy to deal with the CEO’s narcissism. “Nothing, Sir.”
Instead of being happy, Frank Harper glared at her. “Are your eyes
uumaycU: LVVR Ulmy us: ILO HVLTICAL you.
Kara studied the CEO’s tie with a flat look. There’s nothing wrong with the bond. However, she still reached out, fixing the tie without
touching Frank’s neck or shoulders.
“That’s right. Do it carefully! The price of this tie is equivalent to your monthly salary.”
Kara didn’t answer. She continued to fix his tie as best she could. She
was tired of hearing Frank Harper’s endless comments. So, she must ensure that her work was carried out “perfectly”. ”
With such a close distance, Frank could see Kara’s face more clearly. Her eyes were sad, her facial skin was slightly pale, and the corners of her lips looked heavy.
Little by little, Frank’s cheerfulness faded. He had never seen his secretary so quiet and resigned. The Kara Martin he faced was usually fiery. He had always been challenged to conquer her, but
now….
‘Wait, what was I thinking? Why should I pity her? She has
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