Penthouse Daddy

I

and my old uniform is too big that it is hard to move. Hissing, I let go of the doo

m and I can’t affor

only buy with my little salary. On top of that, supportin

with all my strength, smiling to myself when it finally clicked shut

Ugh, I have asked Zen that he should renovate this building yet he never listen!” There was a bang and a hiss, and I slow down

. This building C is the worst. No wonder, it is where the rats are from. Build

t the obnoxious statement. Upper class men – a classification that is making my blood boi

waiting by the elevator. He keeps on

t, arrog

n the stairs, and I followed him, frowning for I cannot understand why he is

t be taking

– what a waste! He is good looking and appears to come from a powerful family. How come he is such a jerk? And who are these people he is talking about? They need to

vesdrop as I reached the lobby,

er lady who just entered, her arms full of

I am sick.” I adjusted my bag and helped her carry her stuff to the elevator, “No, Lian, leave it by t

eeps pressing on the buttons

proceed outside, swearing when the rain began to fall. I reached for my umbrella but realized that I l

e but to stand next to the post. The screech of wheels and wa

lready leaving. The line shortened and I was able to take a seat. I star

sked you to meet me at the restaura

? That’s

no, I will be late for my job. I followed the cue that leads inside, my fingers shaking in exasperat

a job to provide for their rent and monthly check ups. The traffic was horrible as we passed the schools and the malls. I am consta

ting down the sidewalks that leads to the tiny restaurant I am working in. I

there. Mr. Lin is sporting a bloated stomach, balding head and pouted lips, an indication of his irritation toward

n draws near, tugging at my clothes and pulling at my hair, making

ve to be responsible yet you do the opposite. I cannot tolerate you anymore. You always come to work late,

’ve got no time. I have to work thr

obs? You know what I mean.” Mr. Lin sneered and I averted my gaze as I felt his hand encircling my wa

weary about – wo

nding to be a high class lady, are you? You are poor, the way you are dre

os

cratched his head and waved at me from the counter, earning a smack

tes that is waiting outsi

dumb? Of cour

me for a moment before he signaled at Yan. “Welcome them

arrowed, “I am watching you, Ms. Xiu. One more and you are out!” The slam brought by

lling up the sandwiches with the spread that Mu have prepared yesterday. I took a whiff and a taste, noddi

er’s

went out, frowning. I tried to listen to their conversa

ed.” Mr. Lin was about to answer the woman who was

ed. We do not serve

other, his posture frail. She grasped my arm and I hissed in pain, “You served it

bowed at the mother, “I am so sorry for the lack of GUILT my employee has. She has committed a mistake, rest assured that I will

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