Chapter 5 His home is even more stunning

Miranda's POV

"Coco!" I yelled as soon as I got inside my house.

I'm exhausted and relieved to see Coco after returning from my first day of work.

"Miss Mommy?" She curled into my arms as I asked. I chuckled as she merely growled at me and started walking towards the kitchen.

I get out the dog food can once more, pour it into her bowl, toss it aside, and watch her gobble it up in a matter of seconds.

With a sigh, I went to the restroom, cleaned my hands, and made the decision to shower before I had dinner. After taking off my clothes, I switched on the shower and sighed with joy as the warm water touched my skin.

After using one of my favorite scented shampoos, I cleaned my hair and exited the shower with a tiny white towel wrapped around both my body and my hair.

I went into my tiny closet and pulled out my favorite pajamas, which had a picture of B.T.S.

I undressed and put on my pajamas before making my way to the front of my mirror. I then removed the towel off my head and gave my hair a blow-dry. I massaged hair vaseline onto my scalp before starting to disentangle my hair's knots.

After removing all the knots from my hair, I pulled it back into a ponytail and slid into my cozy bed.

"Ahh~" I murmur contentedly as my body sinks into the plush bed.

I can now unwind after a demanding workday.

I let out a breath again and stretched my hands to the small table next to my bed, where I picked up my phone.

I pick up my phone, browse Instagram, then send a quick message before turning it off so I can go to bed.

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I waved and said, "Good morning," to Mr. Slavay.

"Aha, Ms. Lucas "How are you doing?"

"I'm doing quite fine Mr. Salvay and you?" I asked after answering his query. Now, both of us were headed toward the elevator.

"Great." He smiled in response. "and how did you make out yesterday?"

"Um...it was fine," I shrugged in response, stopping as we found ourselves standing in front of the elevator.

"I'm glad to hear that." We waited for the elevator to open while the environment abruptly fell silent. He commented on my response, and I nodded.

A voice said, "Good morning, Mr. Slavay," and I gave a tiny start. I turn to face the source of the voice and add, "Mr. Richard is coming toward us."

That was all it needed for me to get scared-he was looking coldly into my eyes, his hands tucked into his pockets.

"Good morning, Mr. Richard." Mr. Slavay gave him a small bow of greeting, and I just stood there quietly while Mr. Richard went to Mr. Slavay.

Mr. Richard reacted to his greeting of the morning with an "Mmh". At last, he turned away from him and glanced at me.

His icy eyes fixed themselves on mine once more, making me shudder a little. And I couldn't shake the question of why I was so terrified of him.

"Good morning to you as well, Ms. Lucas. I snapped out of my small daze when he inquired, "How was your night?" after giving me a friendly greeting and lightly clearing his throat.

"I-it was relaxing." I stumbled a little, then looked away from him and yelled in my head at the elevator.

Please hurry up and simply open it!

Ping!

The elevator door opened after the music faded.

I'm grateful.

I let out a sigh of relief and hurried inside the elevator, only to turn around and discover Mr. Slavay still standing outside and Mr. Richard standing beside me.

"Mr. Slavay....aren't you coming?" With a scowl on my face, I inquired, tilting my head, and observed as he turned back to face Mr. Richardthen.

"I guess I'll show up later. For now, I have some other stuff to attend to. He said, "See you around, Ms. Lucas," and waved to me before the elevator door shut.

I was still perplexed by his previous statement.

Why would he spend so much time waiting in line for an elevator rather than finishing the tasks he claimed he needed to complete?

It's incomprehensible.

But because I'm in an elevator with Mr. Richard by myself right now, I shouldn't be thinking about it.

At that moment, I was anxious.

My hands began to perspire due to my increased level of anxiety and fear, and my breathing became a little louder. All I wanted was for us to get to the top floor as quickly as possible.

Ping!

The door opened once more as the elevator's sound was silenced. Even though we hadn't reached the top floor yet, I felt a little relieved because there were a lot of people waiting to get into the elevator.

However, they didn't...

They simply turned to face Mr. Richard, said "Good morning," and stepped aside.

How come? Don't they enter already?

With a gulp, the elevator door shuts again, trapping Nicholas and me inside. I push against the wall.

I had a lot of things on my mind at the moment. But really, why did I fear him so much? Although he was frightening, why did I feel so afraid of him?

Perhaps it's the way he looks at me, or perhaps it's just that he's Mr. Richard, one of the most intimidating CEOs.

As I mentioned before, I was really afraid! or simply uneasy. By this point, I was breathing so forcefully that I was trembling.

I know he must have noticed by now that I tend to act that way when I'm extremely anxious or afraid.

And I was right-after he slightly frightened me, he spoke.

"Ms. Lucas....are you that scared of me?" He enquired. He arched a brow and turned his entire body to face me, waiting for me to respond.

"Um....m-maybe?" I said-well, I should have said, in a hushed voice.

"What's the deal?" Ping!

The sound of the elevator interrupted him, and then the door flew open.

"Mr. Richard, I-I should get moving. I said, "I don't want to be late," and then I hurried out of the elevator.

After four days, "Goodbye, coco!" I gave her a wave before shutting the door.

I've been at my new work for four days, and while everything seems great, it's not. Jake, the tiny child, won't talk to me, which makes it boring.

Anyway, since it was Monday, it meant I would begin watching Jake at Mr. Richard's place today. Since he didn't tell me where he lived, I was able to find out where he is today thanks to a Google search.

Since it was going to be a little warmer today, I was dressed in jeans, a T-shirt, and some Converse. I was waiting for my Uber to come pick me up outside with my hair in a ponytail and a sigh on my face from the scorching sun.

I waited for a few seconds until the Uber arrived, and then I got inside.

I thanked him before getting out of the car when, after what seemed like an eternity, the automobile finally arrived at the residence I had found on Google.

As I walked to the door, my eyes widened in wonder at the house.

In-person, his home is even more stunning!

I extend my hands and ring the doorbell as I get closer to the door, then I turn to look at the outside of the house again and wait for someone to open it.

It was really lovely.

"What do you want?!" Abruptly, I heard a voice, and my attention shifted from the house to the door. A pretty blonde girl wearing shorts and a crop top was standing there. She glared at me while folding her hands and waiting for me to answer her query.