Chapter 1986

"Who said you could leave?" Kingsley crossed his arms, a calculative smirk on his face. "You seem to have gotten the wrong idea. You're my maid right now, so you can only leave when I say so." Abigail froze mid-step. Clenching her fists tightly, she shut her eyes in frustration. She took a moment to calm herself down, exhaling deeply. If she left now, she'd definitely be labeled as a sore loser. How would she show her face then? After some mental prep, she turned around with a fake smile and asked sweetly, "All right, then. Mr. Godfrey, what would you like me to do next?" Pleased, Kingsley nudged his chin toward the bathroom. "Wash the shirt I wore yesterday. Remember, it's expensive and needs to be hand-washed. You can forget clocking out until it's spotless." "Fine!" Grabbing his shirt and a tub, Abigail plopped herself down by the marble in the courtyard and started scrubbing. Kingsley, determined to provoke her further, dragged a chair over. He sat back and basked in the s