Chapter 2

2

On the third day of peace, Mr. Montgomery called me to his office. His narrow eyes stared at me without a word.

I pretended not to notice and kept my head down, looking like I was ready to be scolded.

He suddenly chuckled. "Maeve, you're quite patient. Come home and have dinner with me tonight."

It wasn't a request. I stayed quiet for a moment. "If I don't go, will you fire me?"

His fingers kept tapping the desk, and his mood didn't seem to change. "Why? Do you hate being around me? Or do you have a boyfriend?"

"No, I just don't want to cause you any trouble, Mr. Montgomery. Cleo is resting for the baby, and it's bad for her to get worked up."

Mr. Montgomery loved it when everything went according to his plan, which was obvious from his crazy work demands.

Using Cleo as an excuse right now would definitely piss him off. Sure enough, the tapping of his fingers got faster.

Of course, he ended up taking me back with him anyway. He needed an obedient pet for comfort.

As soon as we walked in, we heard Cleo's giggles. She was forcing her voice to sound soft and sweet.

I knew exactly who she was mimicking. Mrs. Montgomery's voice used to flow like a mountain stream, gentle and pleasant.

But Cleo was just a wild monkey from the backwoods. Thinking she could match that grace by simply lowering her voice and speaking slowly was purely laughable.

The maids around her were kissing her ass, congratulating her on being the first girl the boss ever brought home. They said she would probably become the lady of the house soon.

She didn't deny it and smiled even wider, looking like a blooming cabbage.

I looked down at her flat stomach. Cleo becoming the lady of the house? That's counting her chickens way too early.

Besides, wasn't I brought back on the exact same day?

Since everyone's eyes were glued to her belly, I naturally couldn't miss the chance to stir some shit up.

"Are you all that free?" Mr. Montgomery walked toward them.

Cleo jumped up first and rushed over, but her smile froze a bit when she saw me.

Mr. Montgomery lightly held her arm and returned to his classic stance. She glared at me fiercely while saying sweet nothings to him, but I just kept my head down and played deaf and blind.

Cleo was interrupted before she could finish. Mr. Montgomery led me to the table without giving her another glance.

I followed obediently. Having one annoying bitch in the Montgomery house was already enough.

Being calm and quiet was the ultimate weapon to please Mr. Montgomery at this moment.

The maids were good at reading the room too. They even set my cutlery before Cleo's.

As for the after-dinner workout, Mr. Montgomery obviously chose me. After all, tossing around a pregnant woman wasn't a good idea.

We walked up the spiral staircase. Through the gaps in the banister, I could see Cleo throwing a massive tantrum.

Her teeth-gritting look was actually a bit cute. Young girls always have a bit of natural charm no matter how fake they act, which almost moved me.

Hehe, I'm just kidding. After all, she used that exact same vicious mouth to push Mrs. Montgomery over the edge.

I couldn't wait to smash her teeth in and rip that mouth apart.