Chapter 1629


    Chapter 1629


    The next day, Skyler was up with the birds.


    The living room, which had resembled a war zone the night before, was now spick and span. The doors


    and windows were flung open, allowing the stale smells of alcohol and smoke to drift away, and be


    reced by the fresh scent of flowers scattered about the room.


    No one was in sight, but Skyler, could hear Marissa’s voice ringing cheerfully, “Miss Skyler, up at the


    crack of dawn? Is our guest bed not to your liking?”


    Turning her head, Skyler spotted Marissa in an apron, clearly having taken a break from her kitchen


    duties. “I’m an early riser back home too. Need any help with something, Marissa?”


    “You’re gonna be thedy of the house someday. We can’t have you lifting a finger.” Marissa chuckled,


    ncing upstairs as she spoke. “Mr. Zavier usually sleeps in till the sun’s high in the sky. Why don’t you


    go ahead and have breakfast? I’ve got it all ready for you.”


    “Sounds good,” Skyler replied, following Marissa to the dining room. She was taken aback to find a


    breakfast spread fit for a king: caviar, truffles, and steaming beef broth, among other delicacies.


    At home, Skyler’s breakfast was usually a modest affair-a single egg, a slice of toast, and a ss of


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    Marissa, as if fearing Skyler might waste away on such fare, hadid out a veritable feast. “Miss Skyler,


    I made all this especially for you. Please, eat up.”


    Skyler eyed the array of rich foods, feeling almost full just looking at them. “I usually don’t eat much for


    breakfast.”


    Marissa smiled warmly. “Mrs. Rivera thinks you’re too thin, dear. She told me to fatten you up. I know


    it’s a bit much for the morning, but this is the best time to nourish your body.”


    Skyler thought back to the conversation between Nora and Kalene from the night before. It seemed the


    answer to their concern wasid out right here on the breakfast table.


    Marissa was just doing as she was paid, so Skyler didn’t want to make a scene. She forced herself to


    eat, to consume the rich foods until she felt nauseous. “Marissa, may I take a walk in the garden?”


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    “Of course, you can. Mrs. Rivera says from now on, this is your home. Do whatever makes you happy,”


    Marissa replied with a smile.


    “Thank you,” Skyler said. Though she knew that in this house, it was Zavier who called the shots, not


    his mother, Kalene.


    Zavier’s mansion had extensive grounds, a riot of color and fragrance in the full bloom of summer.


    Skyler’s phone rang as she wandered the paths. It was a pleasant male voice. “Miss Skyler, I


    presume?”


    “Yes, this is Skyler. May I ask who’s speaking?”


    “I’m the HR manager from New Tunes Music. My name’s Braiden. I saw your resume on a job site and


    think you’d be a great fit. Could youe in for an interview at 2 PM today?”


    Skyler nced at her watch-it was only 10 AM now. Thepany was a mere thirty-minute cab ride


    away. “Sure, I’ll be there.”


    “Great, see you at two.”


    Ending the call, Skyler headed back to the house, only to overhear Marissa’s voice. “Mr. Zavier, your


    mother has made herself clear-Skyler must live here.


    you drive her out, how will we exin it to your grandfather?”


    If


    Zavier finished his bite leisurely before replying, “Marissa, in this house, my word isw. I’m telling you


    the situation, not asking for your opinion.”


    Marissa, flustered, insisted, “But sir, even if you don’t care about what your mother and grandfather


    think, you should at least consider Miss Skyler. She’s been sent away by her family to the Capital,


    where you are her only support. If you turn her away, how will she survive in the Capital? What will her


    family


    think? How will the Riveras be seen?”