A Wife for Hire: The Trillionaire's Contract Wife
(Dinner)
Chapter Ten
"Super tasty." Piper moaned, eating her food. Her little hands picked a little of everything. It tasted differently like anything she hasn't tasted. It was the three of them enjoying their dinner together.
Paige ate her favorite and truth she never tasted anything like it. It was the same ol food menu but a different taste, texture, and the way the meat melted in her tongue the flavors made her stomach want more food.
"Paige and yours?" Aaron asked, his face landed on her calm and less readable expression. Paige has always been a child that wasn't easily impressed.
"It tastes different Dad and… I love it." Her reply shocked him.
He wiped his lips with a table napkin, and put a call across to the head of the kitchen. Andrew politely walked in, his head bowed low in respect.
"Good evening Master."
"Greetings Andrew I have never tasted anything like this. I must say you did a fantastic job, and you deserve a reward so tell me what is it that you want?" Aaron asked in great spirit. The food tasted like the meals his late mother Beatrice used to make. She passed a few years away due to a lung disease, and he never got over the memories of her. The first meal soothed his taste buds. He ate much more than he did in years until he got to the last dish extremely filled.
"Thank you sir but I didn't make the food I only assisted."
"What do you mean?" Aaron was taken aback by Andrew's response if he didn't cook then who did?
"Madame Marilyn made the food. I only assisted in providing the menu for dinner and she cooked from scratch."
The room grew silent.
"You may go and send for Ella to meet me at the garden." Aaron dismissed. Heaviness returned in his spirit. His face scrunched, and his lips tightened in anger.
"Okay Master." He bowed, and left. The girls finished their meal in silence, wiped their lips with the table napkin, and Aaron took them to bed after reading them a bed time story and watching them fall asleep as he has done every night. He kissed their cheeks and left the room.
Getting to the corridor Ella stood waiting for him, her eyes lit as she saw him and bows slightly before raising her head up high to meet his eyes.
"I wanted to tell you, Master. That woman broke your rules, she defied your orders, and in her possession is the store key. I tried to stop her but she's smart enough to turn it around in her favor. I deserve to be punished for my mistake. I don't deserve your forgiveness." She cried.
"Don't worry your head Ella I did instruct you but I'm relieving you of the baggage of taking care of the kids. Marilyn made the meal today and… the kids loved it. Paige had never loved a meal before, and Piper couldn't stop gushing and eating happily. The smiles on her face didn't come from toys or gifts but food. I don't trust Marilyn but I can't deny she's good enough for the kids." He confessed. A dark cloud settled in Ella's chest, her hands trembled. Her position was threatened as the queen of the house, the only woman giving orders and garnering Aaron Buckley's trust.
Nobody advised or spoke to him regularly like she did, and the kids would never allow anyone close to them like they did her. All this would be over, and what more would get her fired? Her tears of servitude to the Buckley's and even to the son is threatened by a random stranger who showed up days ago. She wouldn't allow anyone take what's rightfully hers, any, and every obstacle standing in her way would get crouched by her iron fist.
"Piper-"
Aaron cuts her off. "I over reacted. It was a mistake, and she bears the punishment for her ignorance but the kids are warming up to her, especially Piper. I believe she might be the one to finally bring peace, and happiness into our lives."
Ella couldn't believe her ears. It couldn't be.
"She's pretending to buy your favors, and the kids..."
"And that's the point of this arrangement to get her to fill a motherly role, and her presence. I don't care if she's pretending as long as she's doing what's supposed to do correctly." He said with a tone of finality.
Ella knew Aaron Buckley too well. He rarely rushed to decisions and when he did he stuck with his decisions right or wrong.
"As you wish, Master." She muttered in a gruff.
"From today henceforth hand over the role of their school arrangement to her she has to step in fully to do what she is here to do."
"Your wish is my command master." She bowed slightly.
He walked off heading to his chambers but the hard glare in her eyes followed him until he disappeared from sight.
Ella marched into her room, her eyes burning with jealousy. She kicked the couch hard, her hands flipped the blankets off the bed slamming it to the floor. Her rampage grew wild until she grew tired and stopped. Her fingers wiped the tear rolling down her cheek.
"What does she think she is her think she is a demi- god? I have toiled, worked all my life and slaved my entire existence to please the Buckley's and is this my reward? No one will take what's mine. It's my home, and no woman will take all I've dreamed, and worked hard to achieve never." She broke into a careless laughter. "Marilyn, your days are numbered. I'll make sure you run without looking back once I'm done with you. I can't work hard and watch nobody grapple with my years of tears and toil. I will crush every opposition. It's my destiny to be the Madame of this house." Her hands went under her pillow retrieving a photograph. She laid a kiss on the photo, and brought it close to her heart with a smile,"I have always loved you my beloved and nobody is going to take you away from me."