Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 1018

"Did I say you can leave? You seem to have made a mistake. You are my maid, and you can only leave when I say so," Zephyr explained, folding his arms.

Narissa came to a halt, closed her eyes, and clenched her fists for five seconds before taking a deep breath, attempting to calm herself.

People will spread repudiation minors if I leave now. How do I deal with the humiliation?

After some mental adjustment, Narissa turned around and plastered a rictus on her face, asking, "Alright, Dr. Lorwhal. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Zephyr was pleased with her reply. He pointed at the restroom with his chin and said, "Wash my soiled T-shirts. They are costly and must be hand washed. If they are not clean, you are not permitted to leave."

"On it!"

Narissa carried the basin of clothes to the marble washing board in the yard.

"Hiring a servant at home is a wonderful experience. Haha!" Zephyr chuckled to provoke Narissa. He then moved a chair and lay down beside her to bask in the sun.

Fury overcame her and she muttered with irritation, "Such an evil capitalist! A sc*mbag! He's just a jerk who likes to play tricks on people. I'll tear him limb from limb one day—"

Rip!

Narissa straggled against her anger and unintentionally ripped Zephyr's shirt apart.

"What is that noise?" Zephyr turned to investigate the source of the ripping sound, only to discover a smiley Narissa, holding a ripped piece of clothing.

"My T-shirt!" he exclaimed, sprinting over to grab it. "This is my favorite white shirt!"

He was gasping for life. I need oxygen. I need CPR!

"Sorry about that; I'll get you a new one. I have my servants and workers to do my laundry so I'm not very good at it," Narissa apologized.

Zephyr took a deep breath and eventually regained his composure. "There's no need; I'll wash it myself from now on. Don't ever touch my belongings again."

"Okay."

That's a win-win solution. I, too, refuse to touch your belongings.

being called a rascal, but nothing can change the truth. You did, in fact, lose. So, as long as you work hard for a week,

Narissa

believe whatever you want,"

and what exactly do you mean by working

take the risk because getting it over with would be preferable to prolong the

fundamental tasks—cleaning up, putting things away, and preparing edible foods. These are reasonable requirements, don’t

a woman of my word. I'll make you a new

words, Narissa hurried into the house,

shook his head, returned his clothes to the basin,

couldn't believe he was doing chores on

a decent plate of Japanese food

It was just sushi.

the seaweed before adding the other ingredients and rolling it up. She then topped it with slices of frozen sashimi, making

summon Zephyr, but she stopped before words came out of her

to forego such a good opportunity to torture

This has to be

hard for him. After a week of exhausting

truly capable of

grabbed the wasabi on the side and stuffed each

that, she hurriedly called

exquisite sushi, his face lit up with delight. He thereafter exclaimed, "Not

and ate it in one

and entire body

was holding

fell to the ground, his limbs twitching continuously and his eyes

kicked him with her leg,

twitched even more

what's the matter with you?" she asked as she knelt to assist him in sitting

respond. He shook even more violently

you hear me? Give me a response, Zephyr! What's wrong with you? How can I

likely a

have a mustard allergy..."