Chapter 29

Hera’s POV

“Hera!” Emily called aloud.

I grumbled angrily and closed my ears with both hands.

Jeez, that woman can disturb me!

Ever since she returned from her work, it’s Hera this, Hera that.

Gosh! I’m tired already.

She wouldn’t even give me a break.

“Hera!” She called again, but this time around, very loud.

“Yes, Emily, I’m coming!” I grumbled loudly.

I got down from the bed and slipped on my legs in what Emily called ‘fluffy slippers.’

I walked out of the room and went down the stairs.

She was there, her legs crossed on the center of a glass table.

“Yes, Emily,” I feigned a tight lip smile.

“It’s ‘ma’am,’ not Emily. And ‘ma’am’ when you’re addressing me,” she chastised.

“Okay, Emi…I mean, ma’am,” I sighed and rolled my eyes.

“I want you to go to the kitchen and get me an apple from the counter,” she smiled.

“Okay, ma’am.” I almost huffed, but I decided against it; instead, I smiled li