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My Babies, My Love novel Chapter 127

  • After Patricia said that, she hurriedly rushed over to his side to give him a shoulder massage.
  • “Are you tired? I’ll give you a massage.”
  • Knowing he had total control over her, she did not mind losing all sense of dignity as long as she got to keep her job.
  • Isaac comfortably enjoyed it as she waited on him. After he finished puffing his cigarette, Josephine came up the stairs too.
  • “Mr. Arnold, dessert is ready. You guys can head downstairs to enjoy it.”
  • It was evident that Josephine was in good spirits as she had just received a huge tip thanks to Isaac’s generosity. He had also given her money for the daily expenses of the household. Therefore, for the subsequent months, they would be able to enjoy an indulgent lifestyle of food and necessities.
  • It’s great that Tricia has found such a family-oriented man who’s also rich and handsome. I must help Tricia hold on to this man! I can’t let anyone else steal him from her. She’s too unyielding like in the past with Mr. Selwyn where she kept rejecting him. This time, I won’t let her miss out on this man.
  • Patricia smiled and stated, “President Arnold, let’s head downstairs for dessert.”
  • Isaac extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray before handing it over to Patricia.
  • As she took it from him, she watched as he strode off in the direction of the stairs on his long legs.
  • She glanced at the ashtray and wondered whether he had brought this with him as she did not have an ashtray at home.
  • Perplexed, she brought it downstairs and entered the kitchen to ask Josephine about it.
  • “Josephine, what’s this here?”
  • After taking a look, Josephine stated that she was the one who had prepared the ashtray. After all, an ashtray was a necessity with the presence of a man. She could tell that Mr. Arnold—a businessman used to closing large business deals—definitely was a heavy smoker.
  • “I bought that. The last few times that Mr. Arnold was here, he asked for an ashtray so I remembered that and bought a few ashtrays for his usage.”
  • Patricia frowned and spoke in a cold voice. “Josephine, are you working for me or Isaac?”
  • Momentarily stunned, Josephine replied, “Of course I work for you!”
  • After declaring her stance, she served the dessert on a tray and headed to the living room.
  • Patricia was slightly angered. I can’t believe there comes a day where I have to fight for a job against Josephine! This is sad!
  • However, she was no longer concerned about maintaining an image as the crucial thing right now was to keep her job and do well in her fashion design course. Once she obtained her qualifications and was capable enough, then she would no longer have to endure the fear of unemployment ever in her life.
  • Wrapping her hands around the mug she just poured water into, Patricia was now even more determined in her goal to become a great fashion designer.
  • She walked into the living room to see Josephine chatting happily with Isaac and wondered what they were talking about.
  • Josephine beamed widely and Patricia hurriedly walked over to ask, “What are you guys talking about? You seem very happy.”
  • Don’t tell me that Isaac told Josephine that he wants to hire her as his personal secretary! Ah! I need this job! I wouldn’t be able to find another job as great as this.
  • Josephine noticed Patricia’s perplexed look and quickly feigned a yawn.
  • “I’m tired. Tricia, President Arnold, you guys can continue chatting while I’ll turn in for the night.”
  • After she said that, she left the living room and went back to her own room.
  • Isaac took a bite of the food on his plate and realized that it was the same chocolate mousse dessert that Patricia made last time; however, the taste was nicer this time.
  • Though she had not mastered the skills of her mentor, Josephine was more generous with the sugar, so he preferred the one Patricia made.
  • “President Arnold, I’ll make sure to work diligently from now on. Could you not replace me with someone else? I’ll make you a chocolate mousse dessert every night if you wish to have it. I’ll fulfill any of your requests, alright?”
  • It seemed like it was now or never to win him over. After all, Josephine had gone off to rest, so she was determined to win him over.
  • At that moment, Isaac’s eyes shone and he shot a look toward her chest as his Adam’s apple bobbed seductively.
  • “Any… requests? So, do you agree to satisfy me in anything that I ask for?”

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