Chapter 13. Who Will Be the Worthy Maid?

Jason*

"Have you picked up my cell phones, Oscar?"

"Yes, you have a call, sir."

"Is it a business number? If yes, decline the call, it's the weekend."

"Alright, sir."

I walked into my father's house and seeing the guards dressed in their uniforms excited me. What is this setting all about?

What is my mom up to? Why all these canopies and decorations?

I was thinking it was about picking a worthy maid, but what is this about?

I wondered as I walked into the house. I walked straight to my room and wished that Oliver was in here with me.

I would have had her pinned to this bed and hammered her senses out, oops does she have senses? I guess not.

"Good, you guys can leave me now," I told my guards before sinking into the cushion.

Beyond my expectation, Michelle stepped in, wearing her usual smile to meet me. She still had her uniform on. What the fuck?

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