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“Your girlfriend joined your company only months ago. She got this big chance, and what did she do? She stole.” Anthony’s jaw tightened. Luca stepped closer, lowering his voice but keeping that smug smile. “Your girlfriend is the ex-wife of my employee, Jake. She stole this idea from her former husband.” Anthony’s eyes widened. A flicker of shock crossed his face. “Now you see the problem,” Luca added. “She isn’t original. She used cheap tricks just to feel important.” That was it. Anthony lunged forward and grabbed Luca by the collar. The reporters went wild. Cameras flashed like lightning. This was the headline of the century: two rivals fighting over a stolen masterpiece.

he said. “What? That much? Am I supposed to kill someone?” she joked. “No! Of course not. Don’t think like that. You’ll just apply as a maid at my boss’s rival’s house,” William explained. “A maid? And ₱50,000? So your boss has a rival? What’s going on—some kind of love triangle?” she asked seriously. “What kind of question is that? Of course it’s a love triangle—that’s what a rival means!” he snapped.

I could feel a few veins popping on my neck. “Get off my back then and return to your work! I ain't here for you anyway.” The maids in the living room shift their wary glances between their current boss and former boss. The air told me all I needed to know about her personality with others. She must’ve treated workers here like shit. “You know,” she starts, popping a grape fruit in her mouth. “A business contract DOES NOT make you a wife — his wife especially.” My breath hitched in my throat.

Secretary Risa, aware of her boss's condition, quickly picked up the crushed mineral water bottle and called the janitor to clean it up. "Control your emotions, Young Master," Assistant Sutan said, placing a new bottle of mineral water on the boss's desk. Zefki immediately drank it without leaving any. "Doesn't he know that I'm the owner of this company? Why is he the secretary, and who is that man acting familiar with him? Doesn't he consider me his husband?" Zefki expressed his anger. Sutan and Risa knew their boss was jealous but didn't acknowledge it. Assistant Sutan replied, "Young Master, in my opinion, Miss Raceh would not forget you as her husband. However, Miss Muda is just doing he

Estelle knew that Miranda had misunderstood her relationship with the man, so she quickly explained, “No, Miranda. You’ve misunderstood us. Our relationship is not like what you think. We are just...” “Just what?” “We are employer and employee. You can just take me as his subordinate and him as my boss,” Estelle quickly explained. “Are you kidding me?” Miranda said in disbelief. “You stay together every night and sleep on the same bed. And he knows you so well. Now you tell me he’s your boss, and you are just his subordinate! Will a boss care so much about a subordinate?” Estelle was speechless and didn’t know how to explain it.

She had worked as a maid in the house of a well-known doctor who had helped her go to school and finish her education in exchange for her service as a housekeeper. She closed her eyes as painful memories of her past surfaced. While working as a maid in her employer’s house, she had a harrowing experience with her employer’s husband. Her female employer was much older, while her husband was still young—there was a significant age gap between them. Since there were only two people she had to serve, she lived alone in their house. Her female employer was always busy at her clinic, often coming home late and exhausted. Renata made sure meals were prepared for her employer every night.

Plus, I believed every job came with its fair share of stress and pressure, and dealing with this man would be mine. Clearing my throat once again, I lifted my head, disregarding his belittling tone. "Mr. Cervantes, your mother hired me for this job. A mother who's looking out for her son, who's currently incapable of making sensible decisions." His eyes narrowed slightly, but I continued, undeterred. "My role here is to take care of you. Yes, that includes cleaning and cooking, no problem. But please understand that you are also part of my job. I'm not a therapist, since your mother mentioned you dislike that idea. So, I'm here as a regular person, someone you don't know from anywhere, who

Maid Manual: As a maid, you must obey all the master's orders and complete them thoroughly. Everything about the maid belongs to the master, and she must not do anything that harms the master's interests. The maid must perform all household chores perfectly. If there is any disagreement, refer to the first three rules. At this point, Lydia felt too exhausted even to complain. Lambert was truly regressing. Who does he think he is? A teenager with a hero complex? What's with this maid manual? She was only here for the shares, forced to take care of his daily needs for a week. Besides, maids and servants are entirely different concepts!

But now, Bella found his indignation amusing. “Am I wrong? They’re hired by my father, just like you are. There’s no difference. You’re all employees of the same boss. Ah… except you’re also his son-in-law. Maybe you’re relying on that to feel superior?” Bella looked him in the eye, her voice gentle but dripping with sarcasm. Max clenched his fists. Though furious, he couldn’t do anything because he was standing in his president’s house, facing his president’s only daughter. Unable to refute Bella’s truthful words, Max tightened his grip and said, “I’m different from them; don’t compare me to mere cleaners.”

JENETA’S POV "Look at him," Jinhai demanded, his voice low. "Tell him you're coming on my cock." Tears streamed down my cheeks as my entire body trembled under him, vibrating with the intensity of his thrusts. With a shaky breath, I locked eyes with Nonso. "I'm coming on his cock," I cried, the words breaking as they left my lips. And then I saw it, a bulge in Nonso's pants. He was hard. My husband was getting hard watching me being taken by his boss.