Coolest Girl in Town

"Did I say you can leave? You seem to have made a mistake. You are my maid, and you can only leave when I say so," Zephyr explained, folding his arms.

Narissa came to a halt, closed her eyes, and clenched her fists for five seconds before taking a deep breath, attempting to calm herself.

People will spread repudiation rumors if I leave now. How do I deal with the humiliation?

After some mental adjustment, Narissa turned around and plastered a rictus on her face, asking, "Alright, Dr. Lorwhal. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Zephyr was pleased with her reply. He pointed at the restroom with his chin and said, "Wash my soiled T-shirts. They are costly and must be hand washed. If they are not clean, you are not permitted to leave."

"On it!"

Narissa carried the basin of clothes to the marble washing board in the yard.

"Hiring a servant at home is a wonderful experience. Haha!" Zephyr chuckled to provoke Narissa. He then moved a chair and lay down beside her to bask in the sun.

Fury overcame her and she muttered with irritation, "Such an evil capitalist! A sc*mbag! He's just a jerk who likes to play tricks on people. I'll tear him limb from limb one day—"

Rip!

Narissa struggled against her anger and unintentionally ripped Zephyr's shirt apart.

"What is that noise?" Zephyr turned to investigate the source of the ripping sound, only to discover a smiley Narissa, holding a ripped piece of clothing.

"My T-shirt!" he exclaimed, sprinting over to grab it. "This is my favorite white shirt!"

He was gasping for life. I need oxygen. I need CPR!

"Sorry about that; I'll get you a new one. I have my servants and workers to do my laundry so I'm not very good at it," Narissa apologized.

Zephyr took a deep breath and eventually regained his composure. "There's no need; I'll wash it myself from now on. Don't ever touch my belongings again."

"Okay."

That's a win-win solution. I, too, refuse to touch your belongings.

if you weren't afraid of being called a rascal, but nothing can change the truth. You did, in fact, lose. So,

so kind?" Narissa

you want,"

exactly do

decided to take the risk because getting it over with would be preferable

the fundamental tasks—cleaning up, putting things away, and preparing edible foods. These are reasonable

word. I'll make

words, Narissa hurried into the

clothes to the basin, and quietly

doing chores on his own when he had a

a decent plate of Japanese food

It was just sushi.

up. She then topped it with slices of frozen

but she stopped before

isn't right. How could Zephyr, a cunning scum, have taken the initiative to forego such a good opportunity to torture

to be some kind of

persuade me to work hard for him. After a week of exhausting work, he will undoubtedly turn his back on

is truly capable of

Narissa grabbed the wasabi on the side and stuffed

she hurriedly called

his face lit up with delight. He thereafter exclaimed, "Not bad. You can

sushi and ate

expression and entire body froze

was holding

to the ground, his limbs twitching continuously and his eyes

way…" Narissa was stunned, and she tentatively kicked him with her leg, "Hey, stop pretending. Get

even more

sc*mbag, what's the matter with you?" she asked as she knelt to assist him

eyes closed, didn't respond. He shook even more violently than before, almost breaking free from her

a response, Zephyr! What's wrong with you? How

was likely a

I have a