Chapter 13.

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The next morning I wake up by the knock of the bedroom's door. Ronald.
"Wake up. It 10 AM." He said.

I go inside the bathroom to brush my teeth. While I am brushing my teeth, thoughts get me again. Bob must've came today but he had to return. I guess.

I wish I had his address so that I could go pay him a visit. Apart from Elliot, he was my only person who was fair with me.

After I'm done brushing my teeth, I go downstairs for breakfast. I'm sleeping in the mom's room. Which is not on the ground floor.

Ronald is making breakfast. The dining table is beside the kitchen. I go and sit.

"Here you go." Ronald carries a bowl of cornflakes and on the other hand a jug of milk. He places them in front of me.

"Is this milk from the Aussie cows? Because I don't drink milk from any other kind." I said.
"Well dear, it is not, I can't afford it." Said Ronald.

Something strikes me. I came to live with him. Whatever he provides me, I should respect that and not order around. This isn't Anderson mansion.

"Oh.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I'll have whatever you give me." I said.

"Its okay dear. You are born and raised in a rich family. I don't blame you." He said.
He then sits on the chair next to mine.
"For how long did mom live here?" I asked. Taking a spoonful of cornflakes and start my breakfast.

"Just one year. After we shifted. I used to get paid monthly via post mails." He answered.

"Was he suicide location here? In this house? Because in that file it was written that the location was her home. Its not exactly mentioned which home." I said.

"I told you as much I knew." He said, taking a sip from his glass of milk.
"How do you get paid now?" I asked.
"My old savings. You see, I used to get paid a lot when I worked for your mother. The amount increased when she had left." He said.

"Then why don't you just leave? Why stay here anymore?" I asked in confusion.
"I'm loyal with my job." He said.

I get it. The servant and master commitments.

"I want to help you." I said.
"In what?" Asked Ronald.
"The financial areas." I said.
"There is no need for that." Said Ronald.
"Of course it is. I was the one who moved in. You can't take my expenses. And I'm trying to help you." I said.

"That is really sweet of you. How will you do it?" Asked Ronald.
"I'll take a job." I answered.
"Job? No way. I can't let a 15 year old girl do a job!" Said Ronald.
"Please. Its theonly way." I said.
"But your age is of studying. Not earning." Said Ronald.

He has a point.

"I'm home schooled. I'm enough educated to at least get a small job. Please don't say no. Please... Please?"

Its takes me almost more twenty minutes to make Ronald say, "Okay. You can do a job if you want to."

"Yaeeee!!!!" I get stand up from my chair and start to jump around.
"Calm down girl." Said Ronald.

I'll finally do a job. I'm independent. Maybe by doing a job, It will be easy for me to get over my so-called family.

Hey guys! Thanks for reading. Love you all. I'm on my break today so I though of updating. Hope you like it.
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