P.S.S (Personal Spy Secretary) Season 1

Chapter 20

I woke up to the sound of alarm. Then only did my holy eyes reach the calendar. It was Sunday. I fell onto my bed, sighing. Then I heard a chuckling. I turned only to find Jason laughing at my stupidity.

"You are awake? Oh yeah, you have to run." I said, remembering. "Oh no lady. I don't run on Sundays." He said. "Then why did you wake up? Are you an early bird on Sundays too?" I asked. "Lady, I woke up to the sounds of your alarm." He said. "Oh, sorry about that." I said. "No problem. But what about you?" He asked. "There is no problem with starting a day early." I said. "But this is Sunday. The only day you get to sleep." He said. "Um... well, school is starting tomorrow." I said. "And...?" He asked. "That's it." I said. "That's it?" He asked. I heaved a sigh. "There is no use of hiding from you." I said. "Yeah. No use. So better tell me." He said. "I am having a date." I said. "With whom?" He charged onto me. "With Michael." I said. "With Michael?" He asked. "Yeah. Michael, as in Michael Bernadshaw." I said. "You are having a date with him, after these series of events?" He asked. "Yeah." I said. "And you have no problem with it?" He asked. "No problem." I said. "And you aren't angry with him?" He asked. "If I have to be angry, it should be mainly you and your little gang, the masterminds behind this mission. Not poor Michael." I said. "Yeah. Poor Michael." Jason said. "He is a good guy." I said. "Yeah. Hope you have a happily ever after life with him." He said. "Thank you." I said. "Diana?!" Jason charged, again. "What? You blessed us." I said.

"But you can't go on a date with him." Jason said. "Oh, I can. I will show it to you how. And let this teach you a lesson, for not meddling with other people's life for your satisfaction." I said.

"And Jason, I don't know if you remember or not. But during one of my last hour at Victoria, you told me that, my days were just beginning. But sadly, now I have to tell that, yours are beginning too. So brace yourself, boss." I said. He smiled. "Good morning." He said. "Good morning." I greeted back and go up from my bed.

"Want Latte or Espresso?" I smirked. "You are in a good mood today." He said. "Yeah. After all, I am going to meet an angel today." I said. "An Angel?" He got up from his bed. "Yes, a cute, handsome and adorable angel, whom I am going to date today." I said. "Come on, he is not that good as you think he is." Jason said. "Well yeah, must be true. I mean who wouldn't after being with that friend of yours." I said. He rolled his eyes. "I have got an idea. We will go to the church, so that he can be purified of the evil spirits and Satan et cetera. And I sincerely hope that he won't be staying in the same room as his boss is, like someone unlucky here." I said. Jason had an unbelievable look on his face. "You are not serious right?" He asked. "Why shouldn't I be?" I asked and started folding the blanket. "You are one type of lady." He said. "And one more thing. Keep the blanket down there. Maids will come do that stuff. That's their job." He said.

"Come on. This is the season of servants betraying at Welds. You can't take chances for anything." I said. "Think of it. Some outsider might bribe the servants into stealing something from your room." I said.

"I don't think the will muster up the courage for doing something like that. Because anyone found doing that act of treason is to be eliminated on the spot." Jason said. I will admit. I was shocked. "But you can't expect them to tell the truth to you. You will ask them did you do it. And they will tell no. Case close. And you can't eliminate them unless you find material proof against them, or hear a servant talking, which I doubt they do in groups." I said.

"Alright. But I don't know how to fold a blanket." Jason said. "I will do yours too." I said and Jason nodded before getting into the washroom.

After I finished folding his blanket, I went and knocked on the washroom door. "Jason?" I called. "Yes?" I asked. "You finished brushing?" I asked. "Yeah, going to bath." He said. "I need to brush." I said. "Well, can't you-" I cut him off. "I can't wait." I said. "God, impatient ladies." I heard Jason sighing.