Maid For The Billionaire

"What the heck?! I told you to stop putting this on my fridge!" My boss's voice echoed through the house, and I closed my eyes in exasperation. He always seemed angry at the world, like he was perpetually in a bad mood. I found him holding the resealable plastic bag with the washcloth I used to help me sleep at night.

"Sir, it's at the bottom, nowhere near the food, and it's in plastic. I wash it regularly, see?" I pulled it out and lifted it up. "It's clean, and your fridge is huge. Don't be so stingy."

I almost laughed at the incredulous look on his face, his eyebrow shooting up in disbelief.

"I'm not repeating myself again, put that out!" he yelled before storming out of the kitchen, a glass of water in hand. He had just come home from work, so the house was noisy again.

I grinned and put the resealable bag back in the fridge. He'd see it again soon enough. Hearing him yell was entertaining. So cute.

Like a dinosaur. Hehe.

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“I’ll have you imprisoned! You mess the wrong person! How dare you spread false information!” I woke up to the loud voice outside the house. I jolted awake before getting up.

My forehead creased as I saw many people gathered in front of our house, including the district captain and the mayor, with the captain shouting and pointing fingers at my mom. D*mn!

“Then do it, send me behind the bars! But what I said was true! You’re the mistress of the mayor! Esther saw you two!” My mom shouted back, pointing at the captain. The mayor just massaged his temples. Even though I should be leaving, I stopped.

My mom’s gossiping tendencies escalated again! Sh*t happen. I tied my hair back before fully getting up. I could still see my brother and father in the living room, seemingly indifferent to what was happening, just watching, one engrossed in his phone.

“Mum! What’s going on?” My mom stopped momentarily and looked at me, but she continued arguing, so I