Forty Five.

"Welcome to the Allen villa, ma'am." A woman who looked to be in her late 50's welcomed Isabella.

She and Seth and the babies just arrived at the compound where he lives. While Isabella was trying her best not to look surprised, it kept feeling like a mission impossible to her. Like who lived in such a big house alone? With just a maid?

"This is Rita. She helps with the cleaning and every other household works. She only comes here in the morning and once she is done with the chores, she leaves," Seth explained to her.

"Oh," she nodded her head to show that she understood the explanation. Then, she turned in the direction of the older lady, "Thank you for the warm welcome." She extended her hand out, "I'm Isabella. And please, just call me that, and not ma'am."

"Where did you find her, Seth? She's such a keeper!" Rita squeaked, hugging Isabella firmly.

Isabella was surprised that the woman was calling her boss by name. So, she turned a questioning look at Seth who just shrugged.

"She's