Chapter 4 4.

"The meeting is held by Mr. Knightly. He wants to see all of your work. It is at 4 sharp. You all better be there," he points at me and Josh. "You two especially, Chosh," he glares.

"Yes, sir. Of course," Josh says, smiling. As soon as he leaves, "That donkey never has any good mood till the day ends," he huffs in annoyance.

"I swear to God, man," I groan.

Nathan comes in view, looking at me and Josh. "You two, Ethan is calling you."

I roll my eyes. "What does that big fat ass want now?"

Josh chokes on his water and laughs. "The hell, nuts?"

"Hey, he got big ass. That I can agree," Emma says, joining in with a laugh.

"Yeah, and I am sure he, " I point my eyes at Nathan, "got big, "

Emma coughs loudly. I smirk, shaking my head. "I-I guess Ethan was calling you?"

"Yeah, I am going. But you have many things to tell me," I say sternly.

Josh and I curse Ethan the whole way to his office. Then we put a smile on our faces.

"You asked for us, sir?" Josh says.

Ethan looks at his watch, then nods. "I'll drop Sarah at night by 8 and will pick her up in the morning."

I choke on my saliva. "Excuse me, sir?" My eyes widen.

"What? You said you will babysit her," he narrows his eyes at me.

That is it, you bitch.

"Okay, hello there. I said I will BABYSIT your daughter, not ADOPT her," I say, gritting my teeth.

"You are glaring at me, Chloe," he says.

"Well, duh," I roll my eyes. "I have had JUST ENOUGH OF YOU!" I shout at him.

Josh beside me is quick to put his hand around my shoulder, squeezing it, silently warning me.

Ethan's eyes widen, and he shifts in his seat. "I, I, " he clears his throat. "Fine, I'll pick her up at 12," he says quickly.

I sigh. "Okay then, great. I'll be waiting for the little mo, "

"Kid! Little kid," Josh says quickly, smiling at me.

Phew.

"Yeah, thank God I didn't say mo, "

"Kid! Kid, right?" Josh says, smiling but gritting his teeth.

Monster.

I awkwardly nod. "Of course, little kid."

Josh told everyone about my outburst on Ethan and how scared he got. While I regret doing that, I'm sure he'll complain to Mr. Knightly and then he'll have one more reason to kick me out of the office.

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I sit on my bed, watching Queen Charlotte.

A tear escapes my eyes when Charlotte finds out about George.

My poor George baby. I wanted to hug him.

The doorbell distracted me from my series as I groan.

In my tank top and shorts, with a face mask on, I walk towards the door and open it, seeing Ethan standing with his kid.

I look down at the mo, kid. She was really pretty. Her blonde hair fell on her shoulders, her grey eyes looking up at me. She was wearing a cute dress.

"Say hi to Chloe," Ethan says to his daughter.

"No," she mutters.

Ethan sighs and turns to me. "Anyhow, I'll be picking her up at 12 sharp."

I nod. Ethan walks back to his car and drives away. I look down and smile at Sarah, who has a small teddy bear in her arms.

I motion my hand toward her. "Come, let's go."

She frowns at me. "No."

Not too pretty.

I clear my throat. "You have to," I smile, trying my best not to shout.

"No," she shakes her head.

I groan internally. Then an idea comes to my mind.

"Well, bad for you, I was watching Frozen," I say.

She makes a disgusted face. "I hate her."

The FU-!?

My eyes widen. "What!?" I say.

"Yes, I like Ben10 however," she shrugs.

"Okay then, I was watching Ben10," I say.

"You are lying," she frowns.

"No, I am not."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I am not," I grit my teeth.

"Yes, you are," she makes faces.

OH MY GOD. SHE IS A MO,.

"Please," I beg her.

She looks around. "Alright, get away from my side," she says.

Bossy too. Just like her father.

She walks into the kitchen, opening my fridge.

"Hey, hey, hey. No opening fridge like this, okay?" I smile at her, then close it.

She raises her eyebrows. "No opening fridge?"

I smile and nod.

She opens the fridge wide,

Little!

And runs away.

"Hey!" I say.

She giggles and walks into my room.

Oh nah, there's my laptop. I quickly rush there, seeing her watching my laptop curiously.

"What are they, ?" she asks, confused.

I walk there and look at the laptop. I gasp. I'm quick to close it.

The sex scene was playing, even though they were covered.

Man, how could I forget to close the damn laptop!?

"What were they doing?" she asks furiously.

I bite my lip.

Think. Think. Think.

"Oh, they are friends. They are just playing a game which only people above 18 play," I say.

She frowns. "Really?"

I nod.

"Well, my daddy and mommy also play that game a lot," she tells me.

I stare blankly at her.

No way I'm interested in Ethan's sex life with his wife.

"Well, that's good. Anyways, you want to eat something?" I ask, changing the topic.

She thinks for a while. "Yes, brownie!"

How am I supposed to make brownies at this time?

"You really want....."

"Yes, I do," she cuts me off.

I purse my lips. "Okay," my voice high-pitched.

"Now, listen to me. You sit here while I make brownies and bring it to you, okay? You can watch Ben10," I say.

She nods. Thank God.

I open my laptop and play Ben10 for her, then walk into the kitchen.

I look at the tutorial on my phone.

"Okay, I need cocoa powder," I mutter to myself.

I take out the cocoa powder packet, cut the top with a knife, and pour it in the bowl.

I walk toward the fridge to grab eggs. When I turn around, I scream.

Sarah stands there with her teddy bear and giggles.

Evil child.

"I wanted to see how you make brownie," she says sweetly.

"Promise you won't touch anything?" I raise my eyebrows. She nods happily.

"Okay, then take a seat."

The cocoa powder box had fallen on the ground, so I bend down to pick it up.

Sarah throws that cocoa powder on my hair and face. I cough, eyes shut, as I groan. "YOU EVIL!"

I hear her laugh loudly.

You just wait.

I could feel it all over my clothes, hair, and face.

I somehow walk over to the sink and wash my face. Then I look down, it was all over me.

I turn towards her and glare.

She pouts. "I'm sorry. That fell by mistake. I didn't mean it," she says softly.

All my anger goes away. "You promise?"

"Yes, I do," she mumbles.

"You pinky promise?" I say, lifting my little finger.

She lifts her pinky. "Yes."

I smile at her. "Okay, then. I'll be back after a quick shower."

"No, wait! There is something on your face," she says, pointing at it.

"Really? What?" I move closer to her.

She motions for me to come even closer, so I do.

Crack!

A wet thing falls from my head as my mouth falls open.

She cracked an egg on my head and laughs again, looking at me.

God save me from this monster.

Josh was indeed right.

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It was 3, and this little kid was still jumping around and messing with me in every way.

The doorbell rang and I quickly ran there. Opening it, I sighed, seeing Ethan standing there.

I glare at him. "What does sharp mean in your dictionary, sir?" I say through gritted teeth.

He gulps. "S-sorry?" His voice high-pitched, then he clears his throat.

"You said 12 sharp, didn't you, sir?" I cock my head to the side.

"Well, I was caught up."

"Whatever. Take her, please," I say and move aside.

Ethan looks at his daughter. "Come on, Sarah," he says.

"No, Daddy. I don't wanna go."

My eyes widen at that. I turn toward Ethan with a help me look.

"Sarah," he says sternly.

Sarah huffs and walks towards him.

"Good. Thank you for babysitting her. Can I drop her again some, " I cut him off.

"Thank you, sir. I'll see you in the office," I say quickly and shut the door.

Releasing a breath.

Thank God that evil thing is gone.