Chapter 11 Sleeping Together

Nancy's chest heaved with fury, a rush of heat surging straight to her head. "What the hell is this? An insult? A test? Or is he just a full-blown pervert?" she thought. Her fists clenched tight, nails digging into her palms until they stung. "Screw this mission! I'm done!" she mumbled to herself. Then, she said coldly, "Mr. Gates, if you enjoy talking to yourself so much, perhaps you would be better off finding another caretaker." With that, she turned toward the door. "Stop." His low and mocking voice cut through the air. "Did you forget what your boss ordered you to do? Fail the mission, and you really think you'll be allowed to walk away?" Nancy's steps froze. It was like her feet had been nailed to the ground. So, in his eyes, she was one of Joseph's spies. He was wrong, but the threat was very real. She couldn't leave. Not only would walking away mean failing the mission, but she would have no way to face Randy. Five years ago, she had already made the unforgivable mista