Chapter 102
Chapter 102:
William watched her go. She hadn’t changed at all these past months—always mumbling things under her breath that were hard to catch. Who knew what was on her mind?
Later, after showering, Stella came downstairs, still drying her hair with a towel. Just then, she heard William’s voice echoing from the study.
“Stella, I feel like having a salad. Make one, will you?” he called out, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Stella froze, then clenched her fists so tight that her knuckles blanched. She was already worn out from the daily grind, and now he expected her to play chef too? Was this the price that came with accepting his so-called kindness?
Rita, standing nearby, quickly spoke up. “Ms. Russell, let me help out. I’ll try to learn everything quickly so you won’t have to do all this for long.”
Hearing that, Stella glanced at Rita’s sincere face and softened. The sharp edge in her expression faded as she nodded. “Alright.”
Inside the kitchen, Rita took charge of washing the veggies, while Stella busied herself with selecting and prepping them.
After a moment of quiet, Rita turned to her with a warm smile. “If you don’t mind me asking… what’s your relationship with Mr. Briggs?”
Stella’s hands paused for a moment as the question caught her off guard.
Noticing Stella’s reaction, Rita quickly added, “Oh no, please don’t get me wrong. I just want to know how I should address you properly in the future—I’d hate to be disrespectful by mistake.”
Stella thought about it for a moment, genuinely unsure how to answer. “Honestly? It’s kind of a weird combination. Somewhere between boss and roommate.”
She chuckled awkwardly, realizing how absurd that sounded. She couldn’t exactly call him her superior—what kind of boss moved into their employee’s house?
And calling him a friend? That didn’t seem right either. William wasn’t exactly the warm and friendly type.
With the two of them sharing a roof like this, it was awkward at best. So after racking her brain, that was the best label she could come up with.
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Rita blinked, visibly startled by that answer. Mr. Briggs? Living with a woman? That was new.
He’d personally asked her to come from the Briggs Mansion today, so she assumed she was here to help William and his girlfriend.
But instead, this young lady claimed they were roommates? Had Mr. Briggs really gotten bored of mansions and decided to experiment with co-living?
She couldn’t wrap her head around it and stole a few more glances at Stella.
Well… she was sweet, attractive, and had a gentle presence. And truth be told, Mr. Briggs was at an age where he should start settling down. If it was with Ms. Russell, Rita wouldn’t complain.
Still, she decided it was best to stay out of it and let him figure it out himself.
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