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.”

and

maid offered to cut the melon,

understood she no longer worked

for Raphael

Brantley’s back, addressing the maid,

just had

can’t eat

her soup, paid

glanced at Elissa, murmuring, “That soup smells

it for you,

I’ve got

need one hundred

it from my

helped take Brantley to the hospital that night, didn’t

aback by

Raphael could respond, she retorted, “You’ve got it

at the hospital, but you were our help back then and you were just

gave you a thousand dollars when you

We’ve done our part.