Chapter 32

I poured water into my glass and took a sip. I arranged my utensils. I felt hungry, but suddenly lost my appetite.

"I'm done. Enjoy your breakfast. I'll go change now," I said before standing up.

"You’re done already? Why did you eat so little? Are you on a diet?" Mommy asked, looking at my plate. "You need to eat well; you might get sick. What will Mr. Mercedez think? He might think I'm a neglectful mother."

I sighed. I thought she was concerned about me. She was more concerned about what the Mercedez family would think if I got sick.

"I'm full now," I said with a smile.

"Don't worry about her, Mom. She's grown up; she can take care of herself," Cecile interjected before taking a sip of cold juice.

"Just let her go. She still has to work," Daddy said coldly. I just smiled at them before turning away.

"Anyway, she needs to work because she's not part of the—"

"Cecile!" Daddy snapped.

I immediately looked at them. Cecile maintained her smile, one hand covering her mouth. I clenched bot