117 The Fall Hunt

"Seri. For the last time. Do. Your. Work." William said chastising me.

I thrashed around in my seat and whined, "I don't wanna! This is slave labor! Exploitation of the working class! I deserve compensation!"

He scowled at me in irritation, "You are being compensated! With valuable work experience. Now figure out the budget for the event or else I won't let Mary feed you snacks anymore."

Me and Mary froze. I slammed my fists against the table, "How dare you threaten me with starvation!?"

Mary agreed quickly, worried that if she had to stop making dessert, Seri would start running away from her again. "That's very cruel! You can't starve her!"

He rolled his eyes, "I'm not starving her. She can go an hour without stuffing her face."

I crossed my arms and pouted, "Can not."

He glared at me, "Are you going to do your work or not? We are on a deadline here."

I nodded in irritation, "Yes, Princess."