Chapter 3

While snorting, Noah Leonardo looked at Vicki again before skidding away with a backpack in his hand, half dragging it on the floor.

"Noah, walk properly!" However before Noah could skip more steps, a dignified male voice came from behind.

Noah who was initially cheerful stopped and pouted obediently. Then dropped his backpack on the floor and kept his hands to the sides. He walked sternly like a soldier on duty. He began to match in goose steps.

Looking at Noah who was walking in such a stern manner with his bowl cut hair, Sam couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In quiet space, her chuckle literally attracted the attention of Noah, so when he saw her standing at the end of the line, he ran over.

"Hey, you are new here. Why are you dressed so old fashioned? It's extremely unattractive" Staring at the little boy who barely reached the height of her waist and had stopped tight in front of her, Sam was stunned. For a brief moment, she didn't realize what was happening.

She felt something like a seal cracking in her heart. She felt the urge if picking up the little boy before her.

Not far away, Nicklaus eyes fell on Sam, after following his son figure. The next moment, his long and narrow eye lashes slightly knitted with a dim light flashed across his blue eyes.

"Yes, I am new here. For interview as a cook" While saying in a smile, "I am Samantha. Nice to meet you"

Raising his round head, Noah sized up Elizabeth with his shinning eyes, "I hope you know how to make jacket potatoes? They are my favorites. And besides, this pair of glasses doesn't suit you. It affects your beauty. So don't wear it tomorrow!"

Hearing that, Sam was rendered speechless.

When Noah saw how speechless Sam looked, he suddenly beemed happily and ran inside.

Nicklaus strode after Noah. When he passed by her, Sam didn't know why she couldn't help shuddering over.

"Who is the woman wearing black framed glasses at the back, who allowed her to work here?"

As soon as Nicklaus entered the office, he took off his suit and sat down. He asked his office manager, Enzo Parker.

The woman wearing black framed glasses?.

Enzo pondered for a while before finally realizing he was talking about Samantha.

"Ohh her name is Sam. She is really good in domestic chores. Sometimes ago, Mrs Claudia recommended her to you and you agreed, she is really good and can be trusted. Trust me, everything in the resident will be handled with care. The young lady is really talented."

"Wow. If she can really cook, I will seek her help to make me jacket potatoes " Noah said this and immediately slid down from the sofa, ready to dash out.

"Noah, stop!"

As soon as Nicklaus gave the order, Noah immediately stopped on his spot, not daring to move.

"Take him to the longue. Let him complete his homework, he us not allowed to leave" Staring at the document in his hand, Nicklaus gave orders.

"Yes sir" Enzo nodded then he turned to Noah with a bright smile.

"Let's go, Noah "

Pouting his lips, Noah glared at Nicklaus and mumbled, "I am certainly not your son..."

"What did you say?" Nicklaus asked.

"I said I am certainly not your son. That's such a long list of homework. How am I suppose to finish that in a day when other children couldn't finish it in a week"

Raising his head, Nicklaus glared at Noah, "Thank God you are not other children. You are my son. I didn't give birth to you since I am a man but I am your father"

As Noah was overtaken by grievances, he pouted his lips, "If only Mummy could wake up and speak, she definitely won't be annoying as you are!"

Ignoring his words, Nicklaus ordered again, "Young man, go and do your homework"

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Samantha was taken to the kitchen. She was tested by Vickie. Firstly to make a cup of coffee which was quiet fair, even though it wasn't up to the President's taste, it was still manageable and Sam would adapt with time.

"Hey..Sam. I and the team have make conclusion and we will be giving you a month trial. If you can cope, then you can continue the work but if you can't....I'm sorry but we will have to fire you. I will send you the contract files and everything you need to sign. Should I say Congratulations, Ama?" Vickie smiled at Sam.

Samantha bowed but she was taken aback at what Vickie called her.

"My name is Samantha not Ama " She corrected.

Vickie smiled once again, "Come on, Samantha is such an old fashioned name. If you want to last long here, you will have to step up your game. As from today, you're Ama" Vickie smirked.

Samantha didn't dare reject. She bowed. Afterall Ama is a name derived from Samantha. She really have no objection. So far she has gotten this job, it is enough for her.

Later, she signed every necessary documents she needs to sign. The pay was huge and aside that, she can also work on her own too. It was even a shift work. She doesn't need to be present everytime.

Samantha was grateful. For the first time in her twenty five years of living, she felt free.

When she remembered what happened outside between her and the little boy, the thought of the child she gave birth to six years ago crept her mind.

That child was now six years old. Would he be as lovely as Noah? Could she meet that child one day?

Thinking of that, Sam couldn't help but laugh at herself.

She doesn't even know what the child looked like. Even if they meet in the future, she wouldn't recognize her child.

At that thought, she warned herself to stop thinking about it. After all, the baby had nothing to do about her since then...

"Shut up!" Who said he is your baby.

"Just let me have a look, please..."

"Don't look. After all you have been paid off so you do not have any connection with this baby anymore. I will really advise you to keep your distance, Samantha " she was pressed back to the bed by the nurses in such a harsh way.

She shut her eyes to this painful scene which would forever remain in in her memory.

How something she had was forever taken away from her. How she birthed a child at nineteen!.