A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Brantley expressed his eagerness to learn.

Before Raphael could respond, a knock at the front door interrupted.

He rose to answer it.

To his surprise, their former maid stood outside holding a melon.

Flustered, she stammered, “Mr.Jones, you’re home.”

He didn’t invite her in.

Indifferently, he asked, “What do you want?”

Straightening her collar, the maid hesitated before saying, “Can I come in? There’s something I’d like to discuss with you.”

relented and allowed

to cut the melon, claiming

young, Brantley understood she no

for Raphael to take

back, addressing the maid, “Spit it

just had his

can’t eat anything more

her soup, paid

at Elissa, murmuring, “That

you,

is the thing! I’ve

need one hundred

tried getting it from my current

serving your family, have I not? I helped take Brantley to the hospital

aback

respond, she retorted,

you were our help back then

forget, we gave you a thousand dollars when you

We’ve done our part.