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CHAPTER 7: A REASON TO CELEBRATE
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MY BILLIONAIRE YOUNG MASTER CHAPTER 7: A REASON TO CELEBRATE
MYRAI couldn't stop smiling during the drive home.Everything felt lighter.For the first time in days, I wasn't thinking about unpaid tuition, scholarship slots, or finding another part-time job. The heavy weight that had been sitting on my chest ever since Mrs. Reyes gave me the news was finally gone."Uncle Hector, you can just drop me off near the chicken store," I said as we approached my neighborhood. "I'll walk home from there."The old driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror and immediately shook his head."No."I blinked."No?""No."I laughed."Why?""Because if I leave you there, you'll end up carrying ten bags by yourself.""I can carry ten bags.""I know you can.""Then what's the problem?"He chuckled."I'll wait."I gave up arguing.A few minutes later, I stepped into the small chicken shop near our neighborhood. The delicious smell immediately made my stomach growl.Today was special.For once, we weren't going to divide one meal into six portions and pretend
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MYRAThe moment we left Young Master's room, Madame Beatrice stopped walking and turned toward me.I immediately knew what was coming."You are unbelievable."I blinked."Ma'am?""You talked back to the Young Master."The disappointment in her voice should have made me feel guilty.Instead, I noticed something strange.She looked more surprised than angry."I apologize.""You called him a rude billionaire."I cleared my throat."Technically, I only defended myself."Madame Beatrice stared at me.I stared back.For a moment, neither of us spoke.Then she sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of her nose."I have worked in this mansion for over thirty years."That sounded like a warning."In those thirty years, I have seen dozens of personal maids."Definitely a warning."Not one of them talked back to Young Master Terrence."I scratched my cheek."Well...""Not one.""I understand.""Not even once.""Yes, ma'am."She shook her head."You are impossible."I wasn't sure if that was an in
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MYRAI followed Madame Beatrice out of the office and toward the grand staircase. With every step we took, my heart seemed to beat faster.This was it.The moment I would finally meet Terrence Alexander Hilton.The man who had somehow become the answer to all my problems.Or possibly the beginning of new ones.Don't think negatively, Myra.You already signed the papers.There was no turning back now.The mansion's second floor was just as extravagant as the first. Expensive paintings decorated the walls, while large windows filled the hallway with natural light. Everything looked elegant.Everything except my nerves.Madame Beatrice remained silent as she led the way. Her heels clicked against the polished floor, creating a steady rhythm that somehow made me even more anxious.Finally, she stopped.I followed her gaze.A large double door stood at the end of the hallway.Even from a distance, it looked expensive.The wood was dark and polished to perfection, while gold details framed
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MYRAUncle Hector turned out to be surprisingly easy to talk to. What started as a simple greeting became a conversation that lasted almost the entire ride. Between his stories about working for the Hilton family and my nervous attempts to make a good impression, I barely noticed how much time had passed."We're here, dear."His voice pulled me back to reality.I looked out the window and immediately forgot how to breathe.Hilton Mansion.I had seen pictures of it before. Magazines in the academy library occasionally featured the Hilton family, and their mansion was always included in those glossy articles about wealth and influence.But pictures had done it no justice.The massive gates alone were taller than my apartment building. Beyond them stood a mansion so enormous it looked more like a royal palace than a private residence. Perfectly maintained gardens surrounded the property, while elegant fountains sparkled beneath the morning sunlight.Hilton Academy was only fifteen minute
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MYRAI immediately called Aunt Margaret after arriving home from the market yesterday.The moment she heard my answer, she sounded relieved."Good. I already informed the Head Maid that someone is interested in the position."That alone made my heart race.Everything was happening so fast.She told me to be ready early in the morning because someone from Hilton Mansion would pick me up.Needless to say, I barely had time to process everything.That's why I forced myself to sleep early.Today could change my life.Or completely embarrass me.Hopefully the first one."Dear, are you sure you want to work under Mr. Hilton?"Mom's worried voice interrupted my thoughts.I looked up from my breakfast.She had been staring at me for the last ten minutes.Probably hoping I would suddenly change my mind."What if he hurts you?" she asked quietly.I knew why she was worried.Aunt Margaret had told her everything.The countless maids who resigned.The terrible temper.The impossible personality.
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Myra"Dear, what's wrong? You seem quiet."Mom's voice pulled me from my thoughts.I looked up from my plate and immediately regretted it.How was I supposed to tell her?How was I supposed to tell her that the scholarship she had sacrificed so much for was gone?My eyes wandered across her tired face.Dark circles rested beneath her eyes.Her hair was tied into a messy bun.The shirt she wore had faded long ago, and several patches had been sewn into the fabric over the years.Even her hands told a story.Rough.Tired.Covered with visible veins from years of work.A lump formed in my throat.Mom had done everything she could.She sold fruits and vegetables six days a week.She woke up before sunrise and returned home exhausted.Sometimes she skipped meals.Not because she wasn't hungry.Because she wanted us to eat instead.There were nights when a single pack of noodles became dinner for six people.Mom would laugh and claim she wasn't hungry.Then she would tell us she wanted to
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