I am a beauty influencer with millions of followers on social media. During the peak of my popularity, I achieved financial freedom.Later, I met my husband, Carlos Houston, who was the CEO of a publicly listed real estate company. By the time I was 30, I had settled down and became a housewife.For my whole life, I'd always been blessed with luck—that was until we hired a live-in housekeeper for our home.One day, I came across a live stream of my own house while scrolling through social media."Check this out, guys. These are premium quality saffron. Look at the color of them! And I've got freshly caught cuttlefish here. Its tentacles are still moving. Let me show you how to kill this thing."Today's challenge is cleaning the windows in a house that costs 2 billion dollars. Thank you for the gifts, guys!"Lilian Sherman was our housekeeper. She came from a rural village and had a hobby for livestreaming. Every day, she documented her life as a housekeeper working in a wealthy h
I found a piece of eggshell in the collagen-rich chicken soup I usually had at breakfast every morning.I called Lilian over and made her watch as I picked the shell out and placed it on the table. Folding my arms, I stared at her."I'm so sorry, Alaina," she mumbled, her face flushing with guilt. She did not dare to meet my gaze. "I'm sorry. It must have fallen in while I was interacting with my live stream audience earlier.""I'm not unreasonable, Lilian, but we pay you 10,000 dollars every month. That is very generous for someone of your qualifications," I told her. "If you cannot do your job properly while live streaming, maybe it's time to stop streaming altogether."…That same evening, Carlos cut his steak elegantly at dinner and asked, "Why aren't you livestreaming today, Lilian?" His eyes were fixed on Lilian."Alaina said my livestreaming is affecting my work," Lilian said softly.I cleared my throat in irritation."I mean, I've decided to stop livestreaming," Lilia
"Honey, should we buy some baby things?" I asked. "We'll need them eventually when we have a baby.""Hmm? Sure, whatever you want," Carlos replied distractedly. Lilian was on tiptoes as she wiped down the cupboards. Her skirt had ridden up slightly, revealing her toned legs. Carlos' gaze was glued to her."Alright. I'll go shopping today and redecorate the house a bit in the afternoon," I said.I bought several baby monitors and installed them in every corner of the house. This way, even if I wasn't home, I could still monitor everything they did.The next day, I dragged a suitcase out in full view in front of both of them and said, "My friends invited me out on a trip. I won't be back until tomorrow night.""That's so sudden. You're just leaving like that?" Carlos glanced at Lilian fleetingly as he feigned disappointment."My best friend just came back from another city. Right, I have to go now, or I'll miss the train," I said.I took my suitcase and left the house. I even dr
Carlos was silent for a while. I stared nervously at the screen of my phone.After a moment, he opened his mouth and licked at the valley between Lilian's breasts. "Shit. I'm not going to work tomorrow. Might as well have some fun."Suddenly, deafening music filled the study, interrupting the intimate scene. I was calling Lilian. When she saw my name on the screen, she scrambled out of the study, hastily grabbing some clothes to cover herself."Lilian, it looks like it's going to rain. Don't forget to bring the clothes in," I said."Clothes? What clothes? We haven't done any laundry.""Didn't you do laundry last night? You even put your clothes in with ours and ran into Carlos when he went downstairs for water.""Oh, those. I took them in this morning," Lilian said. She was clearly nervous and stumbling over her words."Is that so? Where's my silk dress, then? Send me a picture of it.""Hello? Uh, I'm losing you. I'm gonna hang up."My screen went black. I tried calling her
"Here's the contract that my lawyer prepared. Take a look. If there are no issues, you can both sign it," Carlos said."I'm listed as the legal representative of your MCN company," I said, looking at him in confusion."Yes, you are." Carlos leaned down and embraced me. My stomach churned in disgust. "This is my gift to you, honey. It's what you used to do, so you're an expert in this. I'm sure you'll find it quite manageable."For once, this awful man had done a good thing. After what I saw last night, I had made up my mind to leave him.However, after being a housewife for so long, I lacked job experience. This MCN company would be my golden ticket to independence, so I signed the contract without hesitation."I'm going to get a rich businesswoman for a wife soon," Carlos said, pinching my cheek. Then, he told Lilian to pack his suitcase for him. "By the way, I need to go abroad to deal with a project. It's Project JH1630, the one that's been giving me a lot of trouble. You two b
Carlos' study was stripped clean of any useful documents. All materials related to Project JH1630 had been destroyed.He hadn't taken his computer with him, but it was password-locked. I tried his birthday and his parents' birthday, but none of them worked.Then I remembered something. Whenever Carlos had too much to drink, he tended to forget the passcode to our house. To avoid getting locked out, he carved the passcode on the back of the welcome mat.Would he do the same in his study?I turned the study upside down, rummaging through every nook and cranny. Finally, tucked in the highest corner of a bookshelf, I found a string of alphanumeric characters.I entered the password into the computer, and it unlocked. Of course, the hard drive had been wiped clean. There was nothing left.But why did Carlos use that string of numbers and alphabets as his password? Why was it so important that he'd use it for the laptop that he used daily?I pulled up the online banking page for our
The Kitty Bar was Oztraya's biggest strip club. A few years ago, when Carlos and I came here to travel, he had been eager to visit, but I had stopped him.I tracked down the club's owner, Peter Parkinson, and handed him a stack of money.His eyes lit up when he saw the money. With a beaming smile, he asked, "Which lady would you like? Private rooms are available.""No, I'm not looking for strippers," I said, waving my hand. Meeting his puzzled gaze, I continued, "I want you to hire someone as a stripper. Her.""Alaina, I… I can't dance," Lilian stammered behind me."Do you want to marry a rich man or not? This is a small sacrifice you have to make," I told her."Alright, then." Lilian seemed to make up her mind. She stepped forward determinately."I'll give you three days. I want you to teach her how to become a stripper. At the very least, no one should know that she's a newbie," I said to Peter."That's too hard," Peter protested, raising his eyes to the heavens."That's whe
"Tell me," Lilian said, "How did you end up in Oztraya? You don't look like you're from here."Carlos' hands were firmly wrapped around her breasts. He looked drunk on lust. "I just left two annoying women and found myself here," he chuckled."Then…" Lilian leaned in, staring at his lips, "Do you find me annoying?""Of course not. I could never get enough of you.""Will you come see me often?""Of course I will. I'll come every day," Carlos lied through his teeth without hesitation.Abruptly, Lilian began crying. Tears fell from her eyes and onto his hand, making him panic."What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Carlos asked, patting her on the back tenderly."It's going to be expensive for you to come see me every day. I'm afraid you'll run out of money and stop coming," Lilian sobbed."That's nonsense. Here, look at how much money I've got in my bank account."Carlos pulled out his phone and opened the banking app to flaunt his account balance."How did you get so much money?
The Kitty Bar was Oztraya's biggest strip club. A few years ago, when Carlos and I came here to travel, he had been eager to visit, but I had stopped him.I tracked down the club's owner, Peter Parkinson, and handed him a stack of money.His eyes lit up when he saw the money. With a beaming smile, he asked, "Which lady would you like? Private rooms are available.""No, I'm not looking for strippers," I said, waving my hand. Meeting his puzzled gaze, I continued, "I want you to hire someone as a stripper. Her.""Alaina, I… I can't dance," Lilian stammered behind me."Do you want to marry a rich man or not? This is a small sacrifice you have to make," I told her."Alright, then." Lilian seemed to make up her mind. She stepped forward determinately."I'll give you three days. I want you to teach her how to become a stripper. At the very least, no one should know that she's a newbie," I said to Peter."That's too hard," Peter protested, raising his eyes to the heavens."That's whe
Carlos' study was stripped clean of any useful documents. All materials related to Project JH1630 had been destroyed.He hadn't taken his computer with him, but it was password-locked. I tried his birthday and his parents' birthday, but none of them worked.Then I remembered something. Whenever Carlos had too much to drink, he tended to forget the passcode to our house. To avoid getting locked out, he carved the passcode on the back of the welcome mat.Would he do the same in his study?I turned the study upside down, rummaging through every nook and cranny. Finally, tucked in the highest corner of a bookshelf, I found a string of alphanumeric characters.I entered the password into the computer, and it unlocked. Of course, the hard drive had been wiped clean. There was nothing left.But why did Carlos use that string of numbers and alphabets as his password? Why was it so important that he'd use it for the laptop that he used daily?I pulled up the online banking page for our
"Here's the contract that my lawyer prepared. Take a look. If there are no issues, you can both sign it," Carlos said."I'm listed as the legal representative of your MCN company," I said, looking at him in confusion."Yes, you are." Carlos leaned down and embraced me. My stomach churned in disgust. "This is my gift to you, honey. It's what you used to do, so you're an expert in this. I'm sure you'll find it quite manageable."For once, this awful man had done a good thing. After what I saw last night, I had made up my mind to leave him.However, after being a housewife for so long, I lacked job experience. This MCN company would be my golden ticket to independence, so I signed the contract without hesitation."I'm going to get a rich businesswoman for a wife soon," Carlos said, pinching my cheek. Then, he told Lilian to pack his suitcase for him. "By the way, I need to go abroad to deal with a project. It's Project JH1630, the one that's been giving me a lot of trouble. You two b
Carlos was silent for a while. I stared nervously at the screen of my phone.After a moment, he opened his mouth and licked at the valley between Lilian's breasts. "Shit. I'm not going to work tomorrow. Might as well have some fun."Suddenly, deafening music filled the study, interrupting the intimate scene. I was calling Lilian. When she saw my name on the screen, she scrambled out of the study, hastily grabbing some clothes to cover herself."Lilian, it looks like it's going to rain. Don't forget to bring the clothes in," I said."Clothes? What clothes? We haven't done any laundry.""Didn't you do laundry last night? You even put your clothes in with ours and ran into Carlos when he went downstairs for water.""Oh, those. I took them in this morning," Lilian said. She was clearly nervous and stumbling over her words."Is that so? Where's my silk dress, then? Send me a picture of it.""Hello? Uh, I'm losing you. I'm gonna hang up."My screen went black. I tried calling her
"Honey, should we buy some baby things?" I asked. "We'll need them eventually when we have a baby.""Hmm? Sure, whatever you want," Carlos replied distractedly. Lilian was on tiptoes as she wiped down the cupboards. Her skirt had ridden up slightly, revealing her toned legs. Carlos' gaze was glued to her."Alright. I'll go shopping today and redecorate the house a bit in the afternoon," I said.I bought several baby monitors and installed them in every corner of the house. This way, even if I wasn't home, I could still monitor everything they did.The next day, I dragged a suitcase out in full view in front of both of them and said, "My friends invited me out on a trip. I won't be back until tomorrow night.""That's so sudden. You're just leaving like that?" Carlos glanced at Lilian fleetingly as he feigned disappointment."My best friend just came back from another city. Right, I have to go now, or I'll miss the train," I said.I took my suitcase and left the house. I even dr
I found a piece of eggshell in the collagen-rich chicken soup I usually had at breakfast every morning.I called Lilian over and made her watch as I picked the shell out and placed it on the table. Folding my arms, I stared at her."I'm so sorry, Alaina," she mumbled, her face flushing with guilt. She did not dare to meet my gaze. "I'm sorry. It must have fallen in while I was interacting with my live stream audience earlier.""I'm not unreasonable, Lilian, but we pay you 10,000 dollars every month. That is very generous for someone of your qualifications," I told her. "If you cannot do your job properly while live streaming, maybe it's time to stop streaming altogether."…That same evening, Carlos cut his steak elegantly at dinner and asked, "Why aren't you livestreaming today, Lilian?" His eyes were fixed on Lilian."Alaina said my livestreaming is affecting my work," Lilian said softly.I cleared my throat in irritation."I mean, I've decided to stop livestreaming," Lilia
I am a beauty influencer with millions of followers on social media. During the peak of my popularity, I achieved financial freedom.Later, I met my husband, Carlos Houston, who was the CEO of a publicly listed real estate company. By the time I was 30, I had settled down and became a housewife.For my whole life, I'd always been blessed with luck—that was until we hired a live-in housekeeper for our home.One day, I came across a live stream of my own house while scrolling through social media."Check this out, guys. These are premium quality saffron. Look at the color of them! And I've got freshly caught cuttlefish here. Its tentacles are still moving. Let me show you how to kill this thing."Today's challenge is cleaning the windows in a house that costs 2 billion dollars. Thank you for the gifts, guys!"Lilian Sherman was our housekeeper. She came from a rural village and had a hobby for livestreaming. Every day, she documented her life as a housekeeper working in a wealthy h