Zedrick pulled a piece of paper from his assistant's hand. "Take a good look. It's a one-year contract. If you quit now, you'll have to pay five times the annual salary."
His job ad had offered five grand a month for a senior housekeeper, which was 60 grand a year. Five times that was 300 grand. Where on earth was Sarah supposed to get 300 grand?
Simon was already flat broke. Even ten thousand dollars felt impossible for her.
She had been so wrong. Foolishly, she had believed she was being admired and that someone wanted to keep her as a mistress.
A chill ran through Sarah as her heart pounded. Her dreams of luxury were shattered. Working as a maid was bad enough, but serving Amelia, who she considered beneath her, was unbearable.
Sarah and Simon were equally arrogant, both too proud to work for anyone they considered unworthy. For Sarah, working for Amelia, who she had always looked down on, was torture.
But for Amelia, it only made her time at the villa even sweeter. Not only did she get a villa, but she also got a chance to get back at Sarah.
"Come on," Amelia said, leaning back into the couch. "Whatever you had the maids do for you, you'll do for me."
Then, she turned to Zedrick. "How much is she making?"
"Five thousand dollars a month," Zedrick replied, shooting Sarah a glance. "I haven't even dealt with you yet for lying to me. You'd better make up for it now."
"What did I lie about? You misled me. That's on you!" Sarah shot back, still bold enough to argue.
"You applied for a senior housekeeper position," Zedrick said, his tone flat. "Do you have any housekeeping certifications? Any work experience? You have zero qualifications and zero experience, yet you took a job paying five grand a month. What else would you call that but fraud?"
His words were sharp and direct, leaving Sarah speechless.
"Y-You—" Sarah stammered.
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