To say I'm stupefied will be an understatement. What is this I hear about a certain Bryan creating a scene in front of my estate gate. Thank God for secluded areas who knows how fast the footage would have spread? Had to have security throw him out of the premises. How does he even know my house address? My trust my Patricia is becoming questionable because I see no reason why he should come over to my house and make a scene. If they fought and Patricia needs some space, he should respect that or at least both of them should respect my privacy!I let out a breath of relief as my jet touches down. Patricia is going to answer to me. The interview for a housekeeper starts tomorrow and I am definitely looking forward to it because the last thing I will condone is a grown-up man throwing tantrums at my gate To add insult to the injury, a stranger.“Daddy.”“Baby, how are you doing?”“I'm fine. I missed you so much even though Miss Ricia and I had a very nice weekend.”“I missed you too ba
Bryan is so unbelievable! What does he think he is doing or hoping to achieve by creating a scene outside Mr Jordan’s gate just because I haven’t been replying to his messages or calls? The last time we spoke, he was asking me for money. When did I just cash-app him money for his stupid TV? What the hell is wrong with him and more importantly with me?When I wasn’t feeling fine from fainting, he did not call me to check up on me for once, get me anything or even request to see me and now that he's in need of money to sustain himself till he gets a job, he's been calling my phone non-stop.I ignore him and he decides to put up a show. I have never seen Mr Jordan flare up like that. He was really mad at me and also raised his voice at Rachel which was the first time he ever did that since I stepped into this house. I found it rather brave that she was standing up to her father for me, she is such a sweet girl but Bryan on the other hand, is going to be having an earful. Before I pic
“You seem not to have any interest in any of the housekeepers you interviewed today. The third woman seemed to be a good choice but you let her go.”“I need the best choice.”“True.”“The good thing is they'll keep sending till I find the perfect person.”“I still can't believe Patricia’s fiancè came over to your house to cause a scene.”“Apparently, he even lied. He is just her boyfriend.”“What did she have to say about him showing up?”“She had no idea.”“It was wise that you had your lawyer reach out to him.”“I feel so bad for going hulk on her. You know how I despise my name or face popping up with ugly headlines. It's not even good for the company.”“At all. At least we know there won't be future occurrences.” I don't know if I should tell Tony what I heard yesterday. How is he going to feel about me eavesdropping on Patricia’s conversation? I came downstairs last night to notify Miss Patricia about Ray’s lesson teacher’s coming today and overheard her conversation with Bryan
I’m happy that I have not seen Mr Jordan since the day Bryan caused a scene which is two days ago and I have been avoiding him because I am still embarrassed about Bryan’s behaviour and might still have to apologize for it and after seeing Mr Jordan angry like that I don’t want to be around him too much because I‘ll keep recollecting him scolding me. It's not like I can avoid him forever anyway. I get out of bed, shower and dress up. I head to Rachel’s room to get her prepared for the day. Since it is holiday season her father wants her to learn new languages and hobbies so she will be taking piano lessons, knitting lessons and French lessons throughout the week as well as an advanced lesson for her next term. “Wakey, wakey princess, it’s time to get up.” I say in a sing song tone as I sit on her bed tapping her lightly. She stirs lightly but does not wake up so I tap her lightly again. “Wake up Ray Ray.”“Hmm, is it morning yet ? I still want to sleep.” She mumbles.“You
I should have planned this well before summoning her. Aren't I too old for these gimmicks? I don't know if it's me but it seems like she's been avoiding me. Anyway, that's not going to be for long because while Ray is sleeping soundly, Miss Patricia and I are going to be having a long chat.”You asked to see me, sir.”“Yes. Are you good?”“Yes sir.”“Feels like you don't live here anymore. Are you avoiding me?”“No sir. I've just been busy doing what I'm being paid to do.”“I see. Good.”“Would that be all sir.”“Yeah.”“Okay.”“Wait. About the other day, I'm sorry that I spoke to you in such manner. I should have approached the situation in a more reasonable way.”“It's fine sir. You don't need to apologize, you are my boss. Besides it was wrong of me to bring a stranger to your house.”“Still, I should have been a little bit subtle and you didn't know he was coming.”“I'm sorry sir.”“It's in the past. Let's leave it there. What are you up to?”“Was about going to my room.”“Don’t t
“Jordan Baker, can you stop pacing around the room? You destroyed her phone not her life.”“I shouldn't have listened to you. She cried! You know, actual tears were streaming down her eyes.”“People cry.”“I made a grown adult cry because I decided to follow your instructions. I was perplexed. I felt bad for the rest of the day.”“Don’t worry you'll eventually be alright. All you have to do now is just delay a little before getting her another one then you guys can go to Seychelles and make her forget reasons why she chose to be with that loser in the first place.”“Stop putting things in my head. This person in question is Mrs Charity’s daughter!”“So what?”“Mrs Charity is like a mother to me. What does that make Tricia?”“That was really fast.”“What was?”“Giving nicknames now are we?”“Last I checked, Patricia is her real name.” I say confused. Is Tony going through something? “You called her Tricia some minutes ago.”“You heard wrong.”“I promise you I head right. I can bet my
Waking up and not having to check your phone for the latest update on trends and replying the messages from the night before or just randomly scrolling through social media for a while feels weird. I sigh as I get out of bed. It’s bad enough that I don’t have enough in my savings now I need to get a phone as well, I will most likely wait till I get my paycheck in some days. I get ready for the day, wake Ray up and make her breakfast and now we’re just talking in the kitchen before her lesson teacher comes.“How did you even know my favourite chocolates of all time?” I ask Ray mid conversation remembering the chocolate she told her dad to give me.“I don’t know what your favourite chocolate is Tricia, what is it?” It’s Tricia today. I didn’t know that a lot of nicknames could be gotten from my name till I met her but what does she mean she doesn’t know? Wasn’t she the one who told her dad to give me the chocolates?“You mean you didn’t tell your dad to give me from the chocolates he
We both watch Ray as she walks away, I just look wondering what he wants to talk to me about. I hope he doesn’t think I’ve been letting Rachel play too much or something. “Like I said earlier, I need to talk to you Patricia,” he seemed quite nervous about what he wanted to talk to me about that it made me nervous too and extremely curious. “Is everything alright sir?” Last time I checked I didn’t do anything wrong except the Bryan incident. Or did he do something to Bryan? Huh! The uncertainty is killing me! “Yes, everything is fine. I have no complaint about anything, you’ve been a wonderful nanny to Rachel.”he commends but I feel like there’s a but coming because why will he need to speak to me then? “Thank you sir, I try my best,” “I see that, I commend your hard work,” “Thank you sir,” I appreciate “I need to do some work in the office and your sketchbook is in the office so come along so I can give it to you.” Is he nervous because he has destroyed my sketchbook?