Chapter 31
Kacquelle tied to provoke me and continued bei Exunts, “Joshua, since you’re so good at cleaning, why not make it your second job? from now on, you’ll be responsible for cleaning the entre building it their’s even a speck of chast, you’ll lick it clean!”
Istood there silently, letting her impuls wash over me. Yet, even my lack of traction seemed to anger het. In her eyes, my silence was a form of defianc
She was like a madwoman lost in her own world obsessively wanting to see me seller. However, I was done playing her games, so I simply nodded and said, “okay”
dal turned to leave, Racquelle’s pride turnedtorage. She splashed more water on me and mapped, “Who said you could leave? The floor is still sticky, and there are watermarks!
“Are you trying to make me slip? Do you know how many important clients we have, Joshua? Can you afford to take responsibility if something happens?”
The bartage of accusations hit me like a wave, each move hamilting than the last. I nodded silently, gripping my soiled jacket, and crouched to continue wiping each clean tile.
Seeing my complete submission seemed to hope Roopelle She glared at me furiously and yelled, “Get out of my sight! Get out now!“”
I nodded and replied, “Yes, Ms. Smith “As soon as 1 turned to leave, a glass shattered near my feet, les fragments cutting into my ankle.
Isilently fetched a broom, cleaned up the broken glass, and retreated to my storage room. Outside, several employees had witnessed the entice scene, and they whispered among themselves
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“Oh my God, did you see how Ms. Smith treated Mr. Smith? it was horrible!”
“What did he do to deserve that? Why would she go out of her way just so humiliate him like that??”
“Well, Ms. Smith has always had a terrible temper, you know…”.
“There must be a reason she hates him so much. He probably did something wrong.
Their gossip was laughable to me, especially the part where they believed Thad done something wrong to deserve this treatment
Was it anong to give her blood transfusions when she desperately needed them? Or to stay silent when she publicly humiliated and cursed at me?
Was it my fault for being at her beck and call, even picking her up in the middle of the night from her secret rendezvous? Or perhaps was wrong to eat seafood despite my allergies when she forced me to eat her letter meals when commanded?
I had not once wronged Racquelle. Yet, these clueless people would believe anything they heard and automatically sided with Racquelle simply because she was always talking about me. It was both frustrating and amusing, but I did not even bother explaining myself. So, I tuned them out and continued with my tasks.
Arquining time approached, Bacquelle summoned me to her office again I walked there with heavy steps, dreading what was to come. Her mind seemed occupied with only two things being with Vernon er touring me.
When entered the office, Racquelle stood up from Vernon’s embrace, her cheeks fleshed and hair disheveled She tossed me her car keys and ordered, “Take Vernon home.” “Yes, Ms. Smith,” Treplied, taking the keys and leading Vernon out
As soon as I started the car, Vernon looked at me with amusement and shook his head. He smiled and commented, “Well, well, I guess being a sugar baby isn’t as easy a
