CHAPTER SIX

ELLA'S POV

"I can't believe you are moving in there" Henrietta said to me as I was packing.

"It's not like I'm moving in, it's just for a few days and I will spend most of my time here with you", I said to her,

"Anyway, it's not like I'm going to miss you, I will have the whole house to myself" Henrietta chuckled.

I knew she was lying, she never showed her feelings, but I knew she would definitely miss me, it's not like I'm leaving New York anyways, I continued arranging my luggage, thinking about how life was going to be in the celebrity's home.

When I got to Jeremy's home, I packed into a secluded room and arranged my stuff. I moved over to the kitchen, fetched myself water to drink, as I gulped the water into my system, I heard a voice from behind.

"Who are you?" The voice asked from behind. I was startled to a point. As I raised my head, I saw a beautifully dressed, classy lady, and she must be a model, I said to myself.

"Hi, I'm Ella", I said, smiling at her, offering her my hands for a handshake, which she ignored. She gave me a staunch ugly look.

"Who are you?" she asked again, giving me a cruel, vicious look this time around.

"I'm Ella, the new housekeeper" I answered boldly.

"Oh, the new housekeeper" she said, scanning me from head to toe.

"Yes"

"Good, make me coffee" she ordered, which I didn't hesitate for a second. I noticed she was looking at me but tended to just mind my business. I switched on the coffee maker to make her the coffee using Jeremy's coffee recipe. While I was done, I walked upstairs to her room to hand her the glass of coffee.

"Ewww" she said, spitting out the coffee on me.

"What the hell" she said angrily

What the hell is this? She asked

"It's Coffee" I answered out of curiosity to know what the problem was.

"Oh listen bitch, that wasn't coffee, that thing stinks" she yells.

"I used Jeremy's recipe", I spurted out.

"Jeremy?" she asked.

"You call him by his name, you dumbass!" she yells.

I was frightened. Who was this lady? Was she his sister? I thought to myself

"I asked you a question, you dumbass bitch!" She yelled.

"How dare you refer to my fiancé by his name!" she asked inquisitively.

"Oh shit!, her fiancé, shit!. I'm sorry". I apologised, still baffled.

"You are not sorry, you just said that on purpose. Didn't you go through the kitchen book? She asked

"I did but"

"But what?" She disrupted me.

"You didn't go through it. If you went through the kitchen book, you would know I love cinnamon coffee."

"I'm so sorry ma!" I pleaded.

"My name is Susan. Do not refer to me as "ma". Do I look old?" she asked angrily.

"I'm sorry". I apologised

"Get the fuck out! She yelled. I got out of her room immediately, retired into the bathroom to wash the spilled coffee on my dress. As I washed, I thought about how rude she was to me.

"Anyways, that's how rich bitches behave" I said silently as I continued washing. I got curious. I picked up my cell and dialed Henrietta's number.

"This had better be quick because I'm at work". Henrietta said over the phone.

"Does Jeremy Charles have a girlfriend?" I asked Henrietta over the phone.

"Of course he does, Susan David, one of his models" Henrietta replied.

"Oh shit!" I said to Henrietta.

"I just saw her" I added.

"You are one lucky girl Ella, you are actually working for two celebrities", Henrietta said.

"Okay, did you atleast get to take a picture with her?" Henrietta asked.

"No I didn't, she's so rude and so chaotic" I said to my friend.

"That's exactly how rich bitches are", Henrietta supported.

"Exactly what I said, she was so rude to me, she even spilled coffee on me"

"What did you do to her after that?

"What do you mean by, What did I do to her?" I asked Henrietta, mimicking her

"She spilled coffee on you, and you did nothing to her."

"You have got to be kidding me, Henrietta. What would you have me do?" I asked.

"Beat the hell out of her"

"I'm ending this call"

"You had better do that because I am working."

"Suit yourself'" I said as I ended the call and continued wiping myself out.

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SUSAN POV

I was so uneasy after I saw Jeremy's new beautiful housekeeper. I was pacing up and down.

"What the hell just happened!"

"She's so beautiful."

"I haven't seen such a beautiful girl as a housekeeper"

"Shit, how did this happen under my nose?"

"Calm down Susan, calm down" I said to myself, trying to calm my boiling nerves. This wasn't supposed to happen. We had always taken male housekeepers, not a sexy bitch.

"What am I going to do now?" I asked myself. I should be calm, I'm not going to be uncomfortable because of a mere housekeeping bitch, there's no way Jeremy was going to stoop so low to a common maid, that wasn't going to ever happen" I said as I offered a bad grin to my intelligent self. I picked up my phone and dialed Jeremy's phone.

"What do you want?" Jeremy asked over the call.

"I'm calling to apologize" I said romantically.

"Well, it's about time" he said.

"I realised I was wrong"

"That's better. If you only apologise this way whenever you are wrong, we won't have issues. What's the catch? He asked

"What the hell do you mean?" I asked. He knew I don't always apologise.

"I know you, Susan. What do you want?"

"Why don't you just come home and find out, baby" I said, teasing him sexually.

"Alright, on my way" he said, ending the call. I smiled evilly.

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ELLA'S POV

I was done with the chores for the day. I retired to my empty room, scanned through my phone. I was bored. I knew it was time to visit the nearest bookshop. I love reading books. Reading is part of my hobby. I realised I hadn't booked shopped for a while, and I was totally missing out on the newly published novels on the shelves of my favourite bookshop.

As I walked downstairs out of my room, I passed through Susan's room. It was wide open. I was shocked and overwhelmed, Susan and Jeremy were making out, they were breathing heavily, Jeremy faced me, gaped at me as he continued his cosy moment with Susan,

"Shit" I said as I ignored whatever I saw, finding myself downstairs as I headed to the bookshop.