My Baby's Daddy

Panting, she said, “Miss Jennings, these bags are far too heavy for me to lift.”

“So hard to find good help these days, it seems,” Emily mocked with a cruel smirk.

Ignoring this, Sophia called out for the only man in the living room to aid her. “A little help please, Mr. Weiss?”

“How dare you ask Artie to carry out a servant’s duty, you little-” Before Emily could continue the rest of her scolding, Arthur brushed past her to the stairwell and grabbed the two bags, then easily carried them up the stairs in a display of incredible arm strength while asking Sophia to hurry along.

Emily’s eyes widened at this. She couldn’t believe that Arthur had actually lent the maid a helping hand by carrying the bags up the stairs. It was the most bizarre thing she had ever witnessed. We’re talking about the young master of a prestigious family, for heaven’s sake!

to her surprise, he had brought the

Emily’s designated room either, and when she

shouldn’t have, Artie,” Emily interjected, then grabbed his hand to inspect his palm with a pained expression. “I would have asked the bodyguards to

at his palm as well, and sure enough, the skin was chaffed red. The bags had a combined weight of more

fine,” Arthur said dismissively as he pulled away

cannot believe you had your master do your work for you. You’re fired! Go, get out of our sights!” Emily barked commandingly at Sophia, terminating her services right there and

her eyes lit up as she asked. “Really? I can go now?” “Who said you could?