Maid for the Quadruplets
Standing next to her, I’d probably look like mud!
“You flirt! You’ll pay for this, farm girl! Hey! Let me go!” She struggled as Daks held her back. I pulled out my old cellphone, which luckily had a camera and video function. I pointed it at her, and she froze again. “I wonder what your fans would say if they saw this. A famous supermodel storming the Mavkos residence and harassing a housemaid and a guard. Do you think this would trend if I posted it on F*? What do you think, Daks?” My friend laughed.
“Just say the word, Poppy. The CCTV caught everything anyway. I’ll give you a copy if you want.” He teased. The woman’s eyes widened at our words, and she slowly calmed down. She pushed Daks ha