Chapter 11: Adam's POV

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I make my way to the dining room, where Chester and Apple have already laid out my sandwich. My heart skipped a beat when I saw my favorite food- a Nutella sandwich with no baguette.

    "Chester you've done it again. Your cooking is second to none," I say happily as I eat the Nutella sandwich. I've already forgiven him for not dressing me.

    "Actually Sir, Apple, made this one," he says with a small smile.

    "Wow." I gasp. Her first day on the job and she's already impressed me.

    After lunch, Chester puts on his gym clothes and heads out. I always have him work out for me for at least two hours a day. This is my true secret to having my perfect body.

    Now it's just me and Apple alone.

    "Sir, if you don't mind me asking...how long do I have to be your maid for?"

That was a good question. One I had not thought about. "A year" I say dramatically.

Apple flinched. "But I can't take a year off from my career."

"Which is?"

"Acting. I am a highly successful actress."

"Name one thing you were in."

"I played a table in 'The Lion King, The Musical' on Broadway," she says.

All of a sudden, I felt like I'd been hit by an electric shock.

"You....you were that table??"

Apple nods, looking pleased.

"Your performance moved me to tears. I went back again and again to see it just because of the table. You have a gift Apple."

"Thank you Sir. A lot of people doubt my ability to fulfill my dreams."

Oh I could totally relate to that. "I know exactly how you feel Apple. My dream was to move to Italy and be an organic pasta farmer, but my mom made me take over her billion dollar company."

"Oh that sucks."

"Yeah it really does," I say as I wipe my tears with $500 bills.

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