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

offered to cut the melon, claiming

understood she

for Raphael to take

Brantley’s back, addressing the maid, “Spit it

had

can’t eat

her soup, paid the maid no

maid glanced at Elissa, murmuring, “That soup smells

made it for you, right? He’s such a

I’ve got a

one

getting it from my current

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

taken aback

she retorted, “You’ve got it

hospital, but you were our help back then

don’t forget, we gave you a thousand

We’ve done our part.