Chapter 130

"Fine." Yasmin put down the cutlery and proceeded to tie Blake a perfect Windsor knot that exuded a noble air.

"It's done," she said with a smile and admired her handiwork.

Then, as he sat down to have breakfast, Blake looked at Yasmin and ordered, "Be home by 8:00 pm sharp from now on."

Yasmin was dumbfounded.

She looked at him and asked, "Why?"

"What do you mean 'why'?" Blake frowned. "You're the maid here. Are you trying to skip work?"

Frustrated, Yasmin knew she had to negotiate her way out of this.

She said, "Yes, I need to fulfill my work. But you yourself know about my job—I'm a designer, and I often need to work overtime."

"Just bring your work home and work overtime here then," Blake retorted.

Couldn't she just draw her drafts anywhere?

Yasmin was at a loss of words.

She tried to come up with an excuse to reject Blake's demand. But then, she remembered that she owed him 400 hundred thousand dollars, and suddenly, her confidence to argue back was gone.

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