So He's Damn Filthy Rich!

"It's done ma'am Kirstelle." I said as I finished braiding her.

"Oh thank you Miela. How did you know that hair can be fixed like this? It's beautiful." She complimented but meanwhile she's starts staring at me again. "You really really have a beautiful face. Soon I want my daughter to be as beautiful as you. I'm very excited!" If she only knew that I am her daughter.

"AIDA! Here's your order. Fresh milk."

I frozed as I heard that voice.

He's here again!

"Oh! It's you again, miss Asuncion." He playfully smile but somehow I can feel that he's mocking me!

I didn't pay attention on him. Jerk! How dare him laugh at my name in front of me. I continue cooking lunch. I already know some recipes because It's my fourth week here in year 1999.

"Where's Aida?"

I faced him and I just gave him a shrugged. I don't know where Nanny Aida went.

"Just wait for her, maybe in a minute now she'll be here." I suggested and he did wait for Nanny.

After a minute I'm done and at the same time Nanny entered the kitchen.

They talk about the delivery and I found out that this Vincent guy right here owns the hacienda meters away from our mansion.

So he's damn filthy rich but doing the delivery all by himself.

What a waste!