Serves Her Right.

"I believe you have seen what the very person you were trying to defend just a few hours ago did to you? Accusing you of messing with her stuff, indirectly saying you stole from her. Can you see now that when I said I don't like her from the very moment she acted like a brat, I was not mistaken at all." Miss Rosie didn't waste time to vent her displeasure at her daughter as soon as they entered the kitchen to assist Mr Okon the chef who was already preparing dinner. Kim said nothing in response, instead she went on to take the dishes out of the dishwasher and began arranging them in the dishes drawer. That was what she was doing before Bimbo made everyone panic with her scream upstairs. Miss Rosie had nothing to do at the moment so she pulled out one of the stools by the breakfast table and sat down.

"Of course, you won't say anything because you know that you were wrong to have sided with her when it's so obvious that she lacks good upbringing. You are lucky that young Master Flinn likes and trusts you as someone he watched grow, if something like this had happened at the company, I'm sure he wouldn't think twice before laying off such person with the way that brat was ranting like she was so sure." Again Kim kept quiet as she continued arranging the clean dishes in the drawer.

"So what did young Master Flinn say in all of this." the chef chipped in.

"Hmmmm... young Master told her to her face that he doesn't know her the way he knows us especially my daughter and this has never happened in the White Mansion hence he couldn't believe her over us." Miss Rosie replied the chef in excitement and the intrigued man rushed to put the pot of pasta on the stove and came close to Miss Rosie for more details.

"You mean he told her that in your presence?" Mr Okon said with his eyes sparkling with excitement. Miss Rosie paused to look at him with a frown because of his question. "You think I would say it if it wasn't so?

"Oh come on now... Someone can not play with you? Don't get serious with me now Rosie. Tell me more please." the man replied eagerly. Miss Rosie adjusted herself and continued with her story. "So as I was saying... That was how young Master politely asked her to go home so that tempers could cool off before she returns. Do you know he even volunteered to pay her for every item of clothing in those boxes if she was so bothered about us touching them. But the spoilt brat went nuts and insisted on staying, that young Master was humiliating her."

"Are you for real? you mean young Master wants to settle her for her clothes because you and Kim touched them?" Mr Okon asked in surprise. Miss Rosie chuckled. "You obviously don't know how rich Master Moses is. You think Master David Flinn his father is rich, Moses is twice richer than his Dad but he chose to be quiet about it." Mr Okon went back to check the pasta he had left to boil on the stove and it was ready to be prepared. Kim was done with the dishes at this time and decided to retire to her room to catch her breath leaving her mother with the chef.

"I really can't wait to see her leaving this environment for good, young Master actually embarrassed her with the way he handled the matter but that serves her right. She should know that the fact that we are house helps around here doesn't make us any less of the human that she is herself." Miss Rosie said after a brief moment of silence as she moved closer to the sink where Mr Mr Okon was trying to drain the water from the pot of pasta. She picked the little baskets of vegetables that would be used to prepare the pasta and began sorting them out by first cleaning them properly. Mr Okon acknowledged what she had said with a nod and also added

"Well... I hope she learned her lesson so that she doesn't make the same mistake of falsely accusing someone. Although I don't like the idea of Mr Moses paying her for her clothes, I guess that was his own way of putting her in her place."

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Mr Gerald rushed out of his car and ran straight into the White Mansion, one could easily read the panic all over him as he looked like he being chased by a wild animal in the wild. He ran up the flight of stairs, jumping some steps in the process, all in a bid to make it to Moses chambers as quick as possible.

"Yes who's there?" Moses' voice came from behind the door when Mr Gerald rang the doorbell. Mr Gerald was almost getting a panic attack when he heard Moses' voice and didn't know how to respond because he had been given one hour to appear at the white Mansion but it was already one and half hour and knowing how strict Moses could be with time management, he feared for his job. Moses after waiting for a reply and not getting any, came to see who it was and by the time he opened the door, there was Mr Gerald his personal assistant standing before him. "Gerald, it appears to me that you no longer find your job interesting, for that reason I think I should let you go." Mr Gerald fell on his knees, "No boss, please... I was caught up in traffic and it was a bad one because there was a fatal accident on the freeway. Please don't fire me boss... I really need this job, please." He cried. But Moses ignored and walked back into his chambers.

"Get everything ready, I want to leave this hell hole first thing in the morning and make sure everything is okay in the office before I get there or some people including you may lose their jobs if care is not taken. Check for intending visitors and book meetings with them for tomorrow afternoon if possible." that being said he shut the door behind him leaving his personal assistant still kneeling. Mr Gerald grinned, he stood up in excited "Yes! Yes! Yes!" he whispered, punching and kicking the air in joy because he already assumed that he had lost his job for failing to show at at the white Mansion in one hour as his boss had ordered. Through the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a pretty lady staring at him, so he turned and wanted to say hello but as soon as he raised his hand, she hissed and entered the room, closing the door with a bang. How rude! he thought. who was she anyway because to a large extent he knew everyone who lived inside the white Mansion and her face was not familiar; moreover the domestic help had their quarters in the left wing of the house, so who was this lady sharing the same space with his boss? He however shrugged his shoulders and decided to go about his boss's orders so as not to get in his bad books again, he would surely ask his boss on a good day who the mannerless lady is. As he climbed down the stairs, he reflected how he almost parked his car and board a motorcycle in order to get to the white Mansion early enough but he feared for his car's safety and the other important stuff in the car so he crossed his heart in preparation for whatever happened when he met his boss, thankfully everything ended well. Moses Flinn was known by everyone in the company to be the devil in human form because of how strict and ruthless he was when dealing with an erring staff but only he knew that behind that evil attitude that everyone else saw was a loving heart. He had worked with Moses for over five years since he took over the company from his father, despite being hard at some points, Moses was very kind and generous as long as anyone could follow his principles strictly.