You Are My One and Only

Isaac’s body was so hard that Patricia was in pain from knocking against him. She steadied herself as she held onto his shoulders, and their eyes met.

“How should I punish you? Interest on interest? Huh?”

Patricia thought that he probably had a lot to drink when she observed him. No wonder his voice sounded a little odd over the phone earlier—it wasn’t as cold as before and sounded a little more friendly.

So, he’s drunk, she thought, undoing the tie for him.

After she took off the tie, a certain man felt more comfortable, and his attractive eyes gazed at her with a slight hint of a smile. “I had a little too much to drink tonight, and I’m feeling uneasy. Can you prepare something to ease my stomach?”

In fact, he didn’t drink a lot, just a glass of white wine, and he had a better tolerance for alcohol than this, but a particular man just wanted to be drunk for once.

Probably this was what it meant when people say that only the heart would allow itself to be drunk.

Patricia blinked as she answered, “Oh, okay. But, President Arnold, you called me over for work. What exactly do you want me to do?”

cleaned his house,

with a deep look in his eyes. “Clean my bedroom and also cook for me. Can you

place he didn’t allow anyone in, so even the servants from the Arnold Family who came

knitted her brows as she answered honestly, “I can clean the place, but I’m not

because her culinary skills were superb. That was why Patricia kept her around—she didn’t want her culinary skills to torment her

fine. You can learn. Go and prepare

stomach—ginger soup. As Zachary often needed to drink during business dinners, Josephine had prepared this ginger soup a few times for him, and she had

of ginger, chopped it up, and boiled it in water just long enough that

ready, she took out the calculator and started counting. How much should she ask

the Internet that the monthly salary for a half-day housekeeper was only a little over 4,000. So, it was considered rather high

of ginger soup in her hands, she returned to the living room and placed it in front

in a friendly tone and chuckled. “President Arnold, may I ask

so he must be in a blur. Nevertheless, as long as he gave her the nod, it would be

when he heard her request. This woman is trying to con me, he thought, furrowing his brows for a second. “5,000 a month. I’ve given you an extra 1,000

curse in her heart, He’s still so sharp even when he’s drunk. What a wily fox he is! Her lips pouted in disgruntlement, and she was a little unwilling to accept this, but that was the market price, and she didn’t have the