Chapter 3:From The Accused To His Admired

Mr Shawn stared at us like a maths teacher to his students who weren't getting his questions right. He asked what was going on, seeing his daughter with greasy hands, and mouth filled with crumbs of broken chips, he shouted again what was going on!

          Before I could say anything, the both of us shouted it was her fault!, we coincidentally said “hey,how could you do that to me you snitch”

           Mr Shawn was furious,Is this the level of your professionalism, I didn't expect this from you despite the accolades that were given to you. I was so sad knowing I had gotten into trouble on my first day Diane seeing me sad and in a panic state, immediately said that it's not her fault it's mine, I snuck into her room and took her takeout, I didn't want to eat what the chef made,so in order to fulfill my wishes she let me take a bite or two or three which later turned into six, Shawn being a loving father couldn't stay angry at that face, immediately apologized to me and said that he knew how naughty his child could be at times.

         So he said she could eat it only this one time, she was so happy she jumped on me saying “My daddy is the best”.

             And I said yes he is, as we were about leaving the sitting room instantly he called me and said after cleaning her up meet me in the study, At this point I knew his daughter couldn't save me anymore cause she would be in her room.

         As Diane was eating the burger I just wished it couldn't finish so that I wouldn't get to go to the study to see Mr Shawn, but she finally finished it. I cleaned her up and she was getting sleepy, getting ready for her siesta,so I put her to bed. And left for my trial in the study with Mr Shawn. Immediately allocated his room and knocked the door a straight but intimidating voice came “come in!”. Shivers went through my spine,as he asked me to sit immediately.

          He wouldn't even let me sit properly before he said I am so,so,so…disappointed I helped him finish it,but he said no that's not what he meant,I meant to say I am so so impressed by how you manage to get Diane to stand up for you and say the truth, that's something she hadn't done for a long time for anybody, you're bringing out the good courageous side in her and I love that, hearing him saying all those heavenly words made me almost want to wake Diane up and give her a kiss on the cheek.

         He then held my hand in a way that showed gratitude and sincerity, telling me to continue with what I am doing. And promised to take myself and Diane to Diane's favourite mall tomorrow afternoon to get some clothes and accessories for me, this was innocent gratitude but to me I only thought about the gesture showing love and affection.

              I left the study with my heart doing backflips in my chest.

Was that real? Did I just survive what at first felt like a courtroom trial and walked out with... a compliment?

And his hand?

Warm. Firm. Grateful.

I shook my head, trying to snap myself out of it. Get it together, Rennie,He’s your boss. A very hot, very intimidating, very confidential boss.

Back in the hallway, the estate felt quieter like even the walls had been holding their breath during that meeting. Or It was just because Diane was sleeping so there was no source of noise pollution

I tied my hair up, rolled up my sleeves, and found the nearest cleaning cabinet. Time to earn my keep.

Mop. Bucket. Gloves. The essentials.

Thirty minutes later, I was humming to myself, swiping across the marble floor like an office janitor only sweatier and with more singing . The floors sparkled, but my brain was still on reverse thinking about what everything Mr. Shawn had said.

Was this really my life now?

Because if it was... I was starting to like it.

    A hot boss,a creepy but cool personal assistant, the world 's best chef and a little girl who played the role of the annoying junior sister I never had.Not to forget a massive mansion with rooms just like a hotel suite.

I was so exhausted when I was done. Who knew cleaning the occupied rooms in a mansion could take five hours.As I was done looking sweaty I saw Mr Shawn heading this way this made me so shy knowing how he would react seeing me so sweaty and my hair tied in a messy bun.

         I couldn't believe

what he did, seeing me that way.