Chapter 3 Molly's POV

Molly's POV

He walked towards me, staring straight at me like he was staring at the prey he wanted.

I thought my face was like a boiled tomato. I was ready to run out. He stopped in front of me suddenly, his expression became more serious, like a boring philosophy professor in a university class.

"You can think about it. The salary is 900 per week, or it can be more, 1,000 dollars."

My brain bounced on the wall in my head. Leon Ronnie, CEO and manager of the Ronnie Building, wants me, a simple ordinary girl, to live in his mansion? What should I do? My mobile phone suddenly started to vibrate. I looked down. It was a text message from the landlord urging the rent to be paid. If the rent for this month is paid, the remaining money would not be enough to cover my dinner tonight. I heard it, and he said that $900 one week, that was equivalent to more than half a month's salary in a coffee shop.

"Of course, you will not be alone; I do have other housekeepers who live with me. If you accept this offer, they will have a place with you."

I nodded, "OK." I don't know why I want to approach him, maybe not for my dinner after paying the rent. There were some different feelings between us, which I had never felt before. As for the girl next to him in Jim's coffee shop, who fucking cares!

"Come to my mansion tomorrow morning at 6 o'clock, remember to make me a cup of coffee first." He wrote me an address.

But he didn't show any happiness.

"I'll be there." I blurted.

He smiled slightly. The sun shines on his face through the big bright floor-to-ceiling windows. I didn't stand in the sunshine as him, but I felt very warm.

When I walked out of this huge building, I was full of joy. I laughed at the blue sky like a fool: "I have a new job!" I swayed happily on the sidewalk. Suddenly there was a loud engine sound behind me.

I heard a familiar voice calling my name from behind.

"Miss Sanders!"

I looked back and he was sitting in a dark blue convertible Bentley. Mr. Leon did not take the same elevator as me out, but now he was behind me! Did he float down from the 22nd floor like a ghost? I frowned and stood there blankly.

"Sorry, I regret it." He held the steering wheel in his hand.

Ah? No, does he regret hiring me as his barista?

"What?"

"I need you to move to my house today. This afternoon."

"Why?" I opened my eyes wide.

"Because I happen to be free this afternoon and want drink another cup of coffee."

Did I hear it wrong? Well, he was the boss!

"All right."

"Get in the car. I'll see you off."

"There is a bus ahead. Thank you."

"If you don't get in the car, I will withdraw my offer." His tone was like a naughty child.

The car sped down to my apartment. I just packed a few necessities and clothes, and went downstairs. He was waiting for me.

I wanted to say something about that girl in Jim's coffee shop. But when I mentioned that, he only said "It's okay" and stopped talking.

So for the rest of the journey, I kept my mouth shut. He was quiet and focused on the road.

We came to a pair of golden doors that opened automatically, revealing the most beautiful mansion I have ever seen. I was surprised. I didn't expect it to be so beautiful.

He parked the car, I slowly opened the door and got out of the car. I followed him through the entrance and into the living room. There was a huge chandelier in the middle of the hall. Luxurious furniture, carpets and paintings adorned the rooms.

"Kate!" When he left through another door, he stopped him.

Who was Kate? ? I want to know if he was married? ? Was Kate that girl? I didn't know anything about his private life, but here I had a crush on him. I had to stop it. I ordered myself.

A young woman of my age appeared beside him.

"This is Molly Sanders. She is the new maid and my personal coffee machine." He left after the introduction.

Along the way, she stared at him with wide-eyed eyes, and then glanced at me again, as if I was an alien from another planet.

"Hello, this is Molly." I greeted, trying to break the embarrassment.

"I know, he said it." She answered rudely.

"Uh, uh, can you tell me where to make his coffee?" I asked, hoping she would be nicer.

"Follow me." She turned around with a cold face and I followed.

"Ah, he finally brought more help?" an older lady asked as we walked into the kitchen. She is a kindly woman with long blond hair, and black eyes like mine.

"This is Molly, the maid and barista."

In the way she said, I felt that she was upset about me being there or preparing coffee for Mr. Ronnie or something like that, because she didn't know who I was. We have never met before, so what was wrong?

"Hello Molly, this is Rosa. I am responsible for cooking and cleaning, I have been here for ten years. I am his parents' cook. Kate also helps with cooking and cleaning here, because this place is too big. Nice to meet you."

Rosa is more better than Kate.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Rosa."

She smiled sweetly. "Just call me Rosa." She smiled.

I nodded.

Kate snapped a finger in my face.

"The coffee machine is over there. Go ahead."

I walked over and prepared a cup of coffee for Mr. Ronnie. I am glad that I know what I am doing without having to ask Kate for help. At least it's Dan 's Cafe? It gave me some experience in the kitchen.

When I finished, I didn't know what to do. There was no one in the kitchen now.

Should I bring it to his room? No, that was his personal space. Should I call him? What? No, I was not his wife, did I have to wait? What if the weather was too cold? ? I shouldn't make coffee before he told me.

When I turn around, I almost slipped and fell.

The ground was too slippery. It just so happened that he was pushing the door to come in, and I happened to be held in his strong arms by him. The coffee cup in my hand dangled, only a little spilled out.

"Are you OK?"