All Chapters of The Billionaire's Cleaner : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lucy. All the workers at Harrison Journal sat around the conference table at the center of the meeting room, waiting for Mr. Frederick to show up. He had called a meeting early this morning. I doubt what the meeting was all about, that it had to be held so early, given that we usually have our meetings at noon. Moments later, the door to the meeting room swung open and Mr. Frederick, graciously mapped in, with his usual straight face hung up high, like he owned the world. The moment my eyes caught sight of him, I became a sweating mess. The packet of chips I held in my hands almost fell. I bowed my head and looked at the floor because I didn't want to meet his eyes. I didn't want memories of what he tried to do to me in his office to resurface again. He had been trying to do that to me for about two months now, but I couldn't tell anyone, because he had threatened me with the life of my mother and younger brother. He further went ahead to threaten me with my job, given that it wa

Lucy. "Lock her up!" I ran to the door, as the words replayed in my head. "Open the damn door and let me out." I kicked and banged at the door of the room I was locked inside. Seeing that, no one was coming anytime soon, I took the red blazer off my body and made my way to the end of the room, and sat in a green deck chair that was at the far end of the room. It was the only thing inside the room. I wonder what the room was used for. I waited patiently for someone to come and open the door but no one showed up. An hour had gone by with no one coming to open the door for me. Unable to take it anymore, I walked to the door and started hitting it again. "Just let me out and I promise not to come back." A tear rolled down my cheek as I turned and leaned my back against the door. If I had known, I would have listened to my mother and quit working for Mr. Frederick. Still, I had come a long way to give up. Click!Click! The sound of the door clicking made me step away from

Lucy. What was Mr. Christian doing at the hospital? And he looked so pissed off. It looked like he was scolding the doctor because he stopped the moment I entered. That son of a bitch. I almost got into an argument with Mr. Frederick this morning, because he wouldn't listen to me. He insisted I continue to persuade Mr. Christian to accept his offer or I would sleep with him and if I deny, he would fire me and I couldn't let that happen. "How did you even get hurt like this?" Brandon Walked and sat next to me, watching as I cleaned the bruises on my knees. "I have asked her too, but she wouldn't tell me." My mother confirmed, coming towards us with a green bowl with hot water inside, and a white towel. She was going to use it to massage the areas on my legs where I had bruises. I couldn't tell them what happened. I had this bruised on my leg because of Mr. Christian. He had dragged me on the floor without a care in the world, though I begged him not too. My mother would

Christian. I made a promise to Kevin the last time I visited him at the hospital that I always create time to come and check on him. However my schedules these days were so tight that I didn't even have time to take care of my own things. I have the Balmoral project to take care of, to see how far it would go. I have selected some workers in my company that will be going there with me tomorrow so that we can inspect the place and see how we can build up the dam.I want it to be built as early as possible so that the indigenous people of Balmoral would have electricity in their locality.Balmoral is a local community in an almost isolated place in Chester, mainly made up of struggling individuals, who would hardly pay their bills on time and some do not even pay at all, resulting in me making some losses in the company.In order to overcome that, I thought that it would be good for me to build a dam just next to their community to make electricity possible for them and just forge

Lucy."He doesn't like, when people take time to do what he asked them to do and trust me if he comes here that you haven't started your work, then he will be very pissed at you."My hands coiled up in a fist, once Miss Juliet finished the rubbish she was spitting out from her mouth. Even though I was coming here to clean, I wasn't expecting this kind of cleaning. I wouldn't get up early in my house, take my bath, and get well dressed to come and mop the floor of someone's office.Why would he do this? I haven't made him angry, and neither have we met before. Whatever thing was wrong with him, he should channel it to Mr. Frederick and not me. I owe him nothing. I swallowed the bitter lump in my throat and calmed down my nerves. I asked the lady who was still in front of me, with her hands folded, like she was enjoying all this. "Okay fine. What am I expected to do?"I asked. I choose to go with the popular phrase, which says "obedience before complaining."It was my first day, I c