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

she no

silent waiting for Raphael

addressing the maid,

had his

eat anything

engrossed in her soup, paid

at Elissa,

made it for you, right? He’s such a good

thing! I’ve got

need one hundred

tried getting it from my current employer

Mrs. Jones, I have done a good job serving your family, have I not? I helped take Brantley to the hospital that night, didn’t I? You wouldn’t turn down a small request like

was taken aback by her

could respond, she

you were our help back then and you were just

forget, we gave you a thousand dollars when you

We’ve done our part.