The Housekeeper Tried to Steal My Family

After three months away, I was finally home. I asked the house's male housekeeper, Jacob Miller, to give me a hand carrying my luggage upstairs.Jacob hoisted the suitcase but had barely taken a few steps when—bang—the luggage crashed to the floor. He clutched his wrist, wincing in pain.The noise startled the three women on the sofa. They jumped up and rushed toward him, surrounding him with frantic questions, fussing as if he were about to shatter. They scrambled for ointment, massaging his wrist with careful fingers, treating him like fragile porcelain.Come to think of it, Jacob's mother used to work for our family. She often brought young Jacob along when she came to help. Tragically, she passed away in a car accident. Out of sympathy, my dad kept him in our household and even paid for his education.Once Jacob had calmed down, the three women finally remembered to greet me—the one who'd been gone for three months. My sister, Megan, glared at me like I'd personally offended

First, my dad made sure I hadn't been burned. Then he pulled me to my feet and turned to Jacob, his expression ice-cold."You can't even handle something this simple; there's no reason for you to continue working in my house. You're an adult now—you can be independent."Jacob looked at me with heartbreak written all over his face. My mom, unable to stand it, immediately began to plead on his behalf."Honey, you can't be so hard on Jacob. Clearly, this is Jake's fault…""I decide whether Jake is in the right or wrong!" My dad cut her off sharply, his tone leaving no room for argument.My mom went silent immediately. After all, if she really angered my dad, there'd be no more life of luxury for her.Then my sister chimed in, trying to defend him."Dad, Jacob's been with us so long… how can you just kick him out?""Did we do wrong by taking in an orphan? Or by paying him a salary and funding his education?" My dad countered, his commanding presence suddenly filling the room.I si

Mrs. Parker's attitude flipped a complete 180 degrees in an instant; all the sarcasm and smugness from before vanished. She hurriedly sat back down, plastering a flattering smile on her face."Jack, you know how stubborn Chloe is. She says one thing with her mouth, but in her heart… she really likes you the most."Beside her, Mr. Parker quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes! I will talk to her!"Chloe snorted, unable to hold her composure any longer. Tears streamed down her face in large, hot drops."Jack… please don't do this. Let's work it out," she pleaded, her voice trembling with a forced softness.I almost laughed. These people never failed to amaze me. When backed into a corner, they suddenly remembered how to beg. Where was that humility before?"Chloe," I said, my tone cold and sharp, "you have some nerve. Do you have any idea what you've done? And now you have the audacity to ask to 'work it out'? Take a good look in the mirror—how did your ego get so big?"That last bit of pre

Carmen glanced at the people sitting around Chloe, then suddenly hooked her arm through mine."Since you're broken up, don't talk to her so much. I might get jealous."I looked at her in surprise, and she winked at me playfully.Carmen's move was a sharp slap in the face to Chloe.I understood immediately. Sliding my arm around Carmen's shoulders, I felt her body stiffen for a moment before she leaned in naturally.I didn't mind. Instead, I turned to the crowd with a calm, confident smile."You think I came here for you? You wish. Didn't you see my girlfriend right here?"Chloe's friends froze, utterly speechless.At the neighboring tables, some couldn't help but laugh, while others whispered quietly."Didn't that girl just claim the guy came for her?""A young lady should at least have some shame.""Shh—quiet, that's the Parker family heiress."Chloe and her friends' faces flushed red and paled in rapid succession. When they looked at me, their eyes seemed ready to devour

"Do you have any idea how busy I am? If Mom wanted to talk to me, why did she send you?" Megan arrived first, spotted me, and immediately fired off a question, her voice sharp with irritation.Chloe appeared right behind her."Calling me over on Valentine's Day… Jack, if you want to get back together, just say so. Honestly, you're not even worth one of Jacob's fingernails. I'm only here to tell you—don't even think about it."A smug smirk curved her lips, but her gaze quickly drifted past me, landing on my sister standing nearby.The two of them shared a confused look."I asked you here tonight to show you something," I said, leading them toward the private room my mother had booked.I pushed the door open, gently.My mother and Jacob never expected anyone would barge into their private dining room, especially in such an upscale restaurant.And there they were—right in front of us—the two of them locked in an unexpectedly intimate moment."What… what are you all doing here?" M