My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 284

Chapter 284: Chapter 284: Falling into a Trap

"I know you’ve been working so hard, and it’s rare that you get a chance to relax for the New Year. I don’t want to spoil your fun. How about this: you’re free to go after we pay our respects to the ancestors tomorrow. Okay?"

Zeke Walton’s hands were full, so he placed his phone on the table and put it on speaker.

Amina heard every word Mrs. Walton said.

’What a godsend! Now I don’t have to come up with an excuse to send Zeke Walton away!’

Before Zeke Walton could reply to his mother, she kicked his foot hard under the table.

Zeke Walton looked at her as Amina frantically mouthed at him.

"Go back! Go back!"

Every year on the second day of the Lunar New Year, they paid respects to his grandparents. Zeke Walton knew this was tradition, and he hadn’t planned on refusing anyway.

"Got it, Mom. But I have plans with a friend tonight that I can’t break, so I won’t be home. Don’t worry, I’ll be back on time tomorrow morning."

The call ended, and Zeke Walton glared at Amina, displeased.

"Is my performance as your servant not up to par? Do you dislike me this much? Do you hate being with me so much? Are you that desperate to get rid of me?"

Amina grinned cheekily. "No, of course not! I was just worried you’d neglect your important business because of me. Your mom is right. You can come back after you’ve paid your respects."

Zeke Walton shamelessly stayed another night at Amina’s place and went home early the next morning.

The moment he was gone, Amina changed her clothes and went to find Simone Vaughn.

The door opened. When they saw each other, they both smiled amicably.

Simone Vaughn invited her in, had her change into slippers, and handed her an outfit.

"The work will be pretty tiring, and I have heated floors, so you’ll start sweating if you wear something that thick. Wear this. I brought it back from abroad especially for this. It’s what all the maids and cleaners wear when they work over there."

Amina didn’t think much of it and even found it quite considerate.

"Thank you."

She took the outfit into the first-floor maid’s room. When she unfolded it, she was stunned.

’What kind of outfit is this?’

’I’ve seen these on TV before, but I always thought it was just for shows—that no one dressed like this in real life. I can’t believe maids and cleaners in rich families really dress the same way as they do on TV...’

It felt incredibly awkward, but figuring it was just the house rules, Amina put on the outfit. The only things left were a pair of white, knee-high socks with bows on them.

She didn’t know how to put them on and thought they looked weird and would just get in the way. Feeling embarrassed, she walked out holding them.

"Excuse me, Miss. Do I have to wear these, too? I’ve never worn anything like this before. Is it okay if I don’t...?"

Simone Vaughn was sitting on the sofa chatting with a few of her close friends. Hearing her voice, they all looked over in unison.

Seeing her obediently dressed up, looking every bit the part, they could barely stop themselves from bursting out laughing.

"So pretty! That outfit looks amazing on you! You’ve got the face and the figure for it—you’d look good in anything! The socks are to protect your calves and knees, so you have to wear them. You don’t know how, right? I’ll teach you. Come on, come on."

Simone Vaughn coaxed and conned Amina into putting on the socks, then paired them with a small pair of black leather shoes. Taking Amina’s hand, she spun her around twice.

"Looks good, but you’re lacking a bit of color. Here, let me put some of my lipstick on you."

After dolling Amina up, she was extremely satisfied.

"Perfect. Now, darling, I’ll have to trouble you to get started. We have some things to talk about over here."

Amina took her at her word. She picked up the vacuum cleaner and examined it for a moment before she started diligently mopping the floor.

The women scrambled over each other behind the sofa to secretly take pictures of her.

Soon, a series of photos, taken from deliberately chosen angles, were sent to the rich kids’ group chat.

In the photos, Amina wore a pink and white maid’s costume, her legs clad in cute yet sexy bow-tied socks, and a pair of small black leather shoes on her feet. She looked just like a waitress from a certain type of movie or a shot girl at a bar—the absolute picture of seduction.

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