Chapter 1141

Glaring sharply at Vivian, Ken demanded, "Do I need your permission to be here? You're just a secretary, and one who only got her job because of pressing circumstances—and you're here telling me how to behave?"

Vivian did a double take—she presumed Ken to be agreeable since he was noncommittal about everything, and she really forgot her place!

Forcing herself to stay calm, she replied, "Mr. Slate told me to be here."

"For what?" Ken asked in return.

Vivian was actually left stumped. "To clean the house. He's worried that Wendy can't do it all alone."

"Are you sure that's what you're doing here instead of causing trouble?" Ken stared at her pointedly from head to toe, his tone clearly one of contempt. "You look like you're enjoying your time here."

Vivian lowered her gaze and realized that she was still in her pajamas, having just woken up because she was hungry.

Still, she also became frustrated as she remembered the incident of the roasted goose, which failed to earn her an aud