The Runaway Groom

Erma started bawling right then. "Please, I'm begging you! I really can't lose this job, or my family would die! We're all employees—from now on, you take care of the baby, and I'll take care of the housework! Can't we make this work?!"

As the occasional people who passed by stared at them, Lulu took a deep breath and stopped struggling.

Looking down at the hysterical Erma, she asked, "Could you stop embarrassing yourself? This is where Mr. Slate lives—the people living around this apartment are either rich or powerful. Are you sure you want to keep this up?"

Erma did a double take at that, and Lulu promptly seized the moment to pull her leg out of Erma’s grasp.

Seemingly startled, Luna started bawling in her arms, and Lulu promptly patted her back, coaxing, "It's alright, it's alright!"

quieted down, she

the likes of you. Don't hope that I'll

have helped if Erma would talk this out calmly. But given the way Erma just freaked out? Lulu would die than let a woman like her around her

added, turning around before she left, "Everyone in this apartment is rich. You could've gotten another job with your resume, but they would know about you after

Lulu left with

think you are?! A mere babysitter, thinking you're the lady of the

last thing Lulu told her before she left. Even as everyone nearby shot her looks of disdain,

covered the screen when she saw the familiar number. "What's wrong?" Zachary noticed Vivian behaving strangely, covering her phone as if worried someone

got up, looking embarrassed. "I'm going to finance now to ask for this quarter's report!" Zachary did