In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Kayla was truly frightened. There wasn't a way out for her.

"Are you sure?" Grace asked.

Kayla's face lit up when she saw that Grace had relented. She quickly replied, "I'm sure! I'll do anything as long as you give me another chance."

Grace gave it some thought. "Are you sure you won't regret it?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Let me think about it."

Kayla felt as if a weight had been lifted from her chest. "Thank you, Ms. Lewis. Thank you!"

Kayla slumped to the floor after Grace left. Her back was already covered in sweat. She smacked herself on the head remorsefully.

she still had a chance. As long as Grace didn't stop giving her resources,

figured she would settle the score with Grace after

had envisioned was nice, but Grace had already anticipated that. The following day, Kayla was assigned her

as she saw what

You're making me the

the receptionist's uniform before her and said, "It's Ms. Lewis' order." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet

What is the meaning of this? Who would even want a job like this? I'm not doing

said politely, "Ms. Lewis has a busy schedule. She might not have the time to talk with

is six thousand per month. It may not be as high as that of a celebrity's, but

made several million dollars a month at my previous

example, we have a vacancy in the cleaning

verge of losing

over here. I want to talk to her personally. She's basically trying to kill me. Does she just want to humiliate

have to repay the 50-million-dollar penalty. But