The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

“Ma’am, please stop trying to escape. Mister Cedric and Mister Maxwell will have our heads if we fail to take you to the summer villa again,” said the servant.

Phoebe pushed him away hysterically. “Move out of the way! Who do you think you all are? You have no right to tell me what to do!”

The servants had been tricked once, so this time, they decided to use force to carry out their orders. Two of them restrained Phoebe while the rest packed up her stuff.

Since Phoebe had only stayed in the building for less than a day, there was not much stuff to pack. The servants collected the bits and pieces lying around the apartment in preparation to leave.

Before they left, the lead servant heard the sound of crying coming from the bedroom, so he had his subordinate check on it.

“It’s Mister Joey. He seems to be hurt ’cause he’s curled up on the floor crying.”

Joey was indeed curled up on the floor, trembling

of something. “Oh, no! He must’ve fallen,” she said, pretending to be

bells went off inside the lead servant’s head. After all, Phoebe and Anya had used

on Joey’s condition. To his chagrin, Joey was really hurt

you still waiting for? Bring him to the hospital now!”

doesn’t look like Mister Joey got his injury from

the furniture while I wasn’t looking. Anyway,

struggling to break

covered his head and trembled harder when he heard