Damaris was genuinely tempted.
But after deliberating for a long time, she shoved the phone back into Mika's hands.
"No, no! I just got my hands treated. I'm not going to ruin a premium spa treatment just to go scrub plates. It's not worth it for a couple thousand dollars."
"And scrubbing floors at Caleb's house doesn't ruin your hands?" Mika sneered.
"How much is Caleb paying you?"
Damaris fell completely silent. After deducting household expenses, she was usually left with barely a few hundred bucks a month.
Seeing her hesitation, Mika kept pushing. "Besides, you don't have to wash dishes. You could be a live-in nanny.
It's the exact same chores you do at Caleb's, but you can make around five thousand dollars a month, with room and board fully covered."
"Of course, it's just a suggestion. If you don't want to, do whatever you want."
Five thousand?
If her living expenses were covered, she could save up sixty grand in a single year!
This time, Damaris was deeply moved.
The high-end facial had opened her eyes to how women in the big city actually lived.
Contrasting that with her own miserable existence, the scales in her heart slowly tipped away from Caleb and toward Mika's plan.
But the thought of Caleb's inevitable fury sent a cold spike of dread through her, filling her with resistance and fear.
"Forget it, forget it. Let's just eat. We'll talk about it tomorrow!"
Damaris hastily brushed the topic aside, turning to stare out the window at the towering skyscrapers. Still, she couldn't mask the profound curiosity and longing swimming in her eyes.
Mika watched Damaris's conflicted expression in the rearview mirror, a complicated look flashing across her own face.
She knew her mother was forty-three. Many of her beliefs were deeply ingrained.
Ever since marrying Mika's father, she had been conditioned to rely on men.
The best way to fix that was to replace it with a brand-new, vastly superior phone.
The whole reason Mika brought her to the city's finest spa was to show her a tangible glimpse of a better life.
Maybe then, her worn-out soul could summon the courage to branch out, just a little bit.
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They arrived near the Western restaurant.
Since it was still a bit early for dinner, Mika took Damaris to sit at a nearby cafe.
At first, Damaris waved her hands, insisting she didn't want anything, loudly complaining that city drinks were just syrup-filled garbage.
But the moment the drinks arrived and she took two sips of the iced matcha latte, she completely shut up.
Taking advantage of the quiet, Mika started texting Lucas.
[Mika: My mom and I went to the spa today, and the staff gave us two membership cards. Was that you?]

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