3 Chapter Two

The following morning Courtney was awoken by the sound of her alarm going off. She had set her alarm for twenty minutes before five AM.

She did some of her morning routine exercises; which involved stretching and some squats and push ups before heading to the showers which were shared among the servants.

When Courtney was facing problems with her mother she had decided to join a sports club where she had grown fund of doing exercises. The exercises helped her clear her mind and think before doing anything. And not to mention they kept her fit and healthy.

After the shower she went back to her room and found that an attire had been laid out on her bed. The attire consisted of a knee-length grey, high-neck dress with a white apron. She shrugged off the towel before putting on her attire, and just in time before Tiffany knocked her room.

"Come in!" Yelled Courtney, then Tiffany entered the room.

"Good morning," greeted Tiffany. "How was your first night here?" She inquired, stepping into the room even further with a gentle yet warm smile plastered across her face.

"Morning." Courtney replied, smiling back at her with the same warmness. "It was okay."

"Are you ready?" Asked Tiffany.

Courtney nodded her head whilst tiring her long golden blonde hair into a high ponytail. She slipped on her flats for comfortability (because this job requires a lot of standing and moving around).

"Come with me!" Courtney stepped away from the mirror and followed her out into the foyer. Tiffany lead her to the kitchen and asked her to take a sit at the small dinning table.

The kitchen was also huge, with the marble countertops. The oak wood cabinets were covering every wall. The kitchen had two stoves, two dish washing machine and two ovens. Two other workers were preparing food while lost in conversation.

Courtney turned her attention back to Tiffany after looking around.

"I am going to brief you on your work here, okay." Once again she nodded not knowing that she was gonna be in for a stressful time. "You have to wake up early everyday; wake up little master, bath him, serve him his breakfast and make sure that he is on time for lessons. The teacher comes at around eight AM everyday, so make sure you are done with everything before that."

"Doesn't he attend school?" Courtney asked, wandering why a seven year old was being home schooled when they can manage to in roll him in a fancy private school for rich kids.

"Let's just say that, he has an overprotective uncle who can't risk him wondering around in this world." The emphasis on world made Courtney feel that there was something a little bit off but she just shook off the thought, thinking otherwise.

"What about his parents, where are they? Shouldn't they also interview me?" The questions left her mouth before she even realized what she was asking. Seeing the expression on Tiffany's face Courtney immediately regretted asking about it. But her curious side didn't regret anything.

"About that, can I just advise you not talk about that or ask anyone else about it, not especially in front of little master or young master if you really value this job." There was something in Tiffany's voice which sounded more like a threat than a warning.

But it only increased Courtney's curiosity; why were they being so secretive about the little boy's parents? Are the little boy's parents died or did they abandon him?

Courtney knew a thing or two about being abandoned by a parent and it wasn't a good feeling.

"Okay, I will keep that in mind. And what else am I supposed to do apart from that?"

"Huh?" She asked. "Oh! right!" She clapped her hands together.

"You will also have to clean his room whilst he's learning and prepare his lunch together with the teachers lunch, then you will also have to help him with his homeworks and play with him before bathing him again and preparing his supper and putting him to bed."

Okay, that's a lot of work for one person, no wonder this job requires you to be mentally strong because it has a lot of requirements. And not to mention the moving from one place to another, surely this is gonna be a stressful job.

"Now! Prepare some breakfast for him and I will show you to his room!" She ordered as Courtney obliged and stood up. She prepared a little master's breakfast of oatmeal and orange juice.

She served it on the plates before placing them on a tray and covering it. She carried the tray following Tiffany as she lead her to little master's room. She lightly pushed the door open as Courtney entered inside.

This room was huge as well; toys were everywhere covering every inch of this room. It also had a huge flat screen TV mounted on the wall. Then finally, a king size bed were the little boy was sleeping soundly and huge ceiling to floor window that over looked a beautiful garden.

Courtney placed the food on a small table that had two chairs surrounding it. She tired waking up the little menace but it was no use as the little boy began snoring even louder. She lifted up the boy and took him to the bathroom that was attached to the room before splashing some cold water on his face.

The little boy Immediately opened his eyes and glared at Courtney before he began hysterically crying as though someone had just beaten him.

This little kid was wired. Why was crying all of a sudden when Courtney was just trying to help. He didn't want to wake up and time was running out, what did he expect? Courtney didn't want to lose her job on her first day.

"What is your problem little Miss, why are bulling me?" The little boy cried even harder, screaming as though he wanted someone to hear him. "I will tell my uncle that you were bulling." He threatened in between sobs.

Bulling him, Courtney was bulling him, she just splashed some cold water on his face to try and wake him up.

"Hey! I am not bulling you. Now stop crying. I was just trying to wake you up because you gonna be late for your lessons," she explained trying to calm him down.

Courtney tired to conceal him but he began screaming even louder gaining Tiffany's attention as she bulged in the door, meeting a worried Courtney trying to conceal little master.

"What happened here?"

"He fell." Courtney lied. She wasn't ready to lose her job, and that too on her first day.

"Is he okay?"

"Yes, he's fine."

"No! She's lying." Little master protested. "She was bulling me just a minute ago. Fire her Miss Tiffany."

Courtney's eyes went wide. She surprised by this little boy's lies. How can a little boy lie this much, and he had the nerve to tell Tiffany to fire her.

"I am sure Courtney wasn't bulling you, she was just trying to help you, little master. Now stop crying and get ready for your lessons."

Tiffany knew this boy inside out. She immediately realized what he was trying to do when he began hysterically crying. She knows that this little kid would rather take care of himself than have someone who is just here to seduce his precious uncle. Tiffany rolled her eyes at both their lies before walking out.

She was well aware that they were both lying to her.

"Okay take care of him now," she laughed. "And make sure he doesn't fall down again," she teased.

Immediately after Tiffany walked out of the room the little boy wiggled out of Courtney's arms and stamped his tiny feet on the floor and glared up at her before bellowing, "it didn't work."

But then a devilish smirk appeared on his little angelic face as he realized that he had enough time to play with her before getting her fired. "Don't worry, I will try something else to get you out of here. But first, get out of my bathroom I need to take a shower."

Was this a little kid or a grown man who had taken possession of the little boy's body? Because if he's a kid, how can he talk like that? And one more thing, why did he not like his nannies? A lot of questions spun around in Courtney's head as she tried to figure out why.

"Hey! Little Miss I said get out of my bathroom," he said in a stern voice as though ordering her, instead it came out like a little kid who was talking about aliens and trying to convince everyone that they exist. "Are you deaf or mute? I am not talking to myself, am I? So show yourself out and close the door behind you."

Courtney snapped out of her thoughts as she looked at this little guy before leaving the bathroom. She didn't need to fight with a kid this early in the morning and ruin her entire morning.

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Love ❤️ Roxanne