Chapter 58 - 58: Claire's house

"Hey bratty, I will drop you in the villa and come back later. Don't tell your uncle. Understood?" Daniella said as she started the motorcycle.

Selena nodded, still wondering what happened to Daniella's eyebrows, so thick and messy.

Daniella drove away, she needed to visit Claire after what she found out about Evan.

She stopped in front of the gate, dropped Selena and left the place with a rush.

Meanwhile, Selena coughed, Daniella drove away not minding the fact that she standing next to the motorcycle and got all the dust on her face.

As she watched the motorcycle disappear on the road, Selena's eyes narrowed.

(Is she going to avoid uncle Evan today?) She asked.

(Maybe she will resign)

The thought of not having her around somehow jabs her heart. She hates Daniella but since she arrived her uncle has always been in a good mood and always comes home early unlike before.

Selena turned and walked towards the open gate, she learned how to be independent a bit, or at least forced to be independent.

(Why did they fight? Is it because of what I did at school?)

She dragged her feet towards the main door, still thinking about her sitter.

(Is she leaves, maybe my uncle will go back to being a boring and tone cold statue)

She pressed her lips together, reached the door and pushed it opened.

(I should do something before it's too late)

She drew nearer the kitchen and when she entered it, she found Anders instructing the maid.

She went straight to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water, without her knowledge, her body has moved by itself to get herself water, something she was not used too.

Head tilting with confusion, Selena sat on one of the high chairs and asked one of the maids to come closer.

"I have a question," Selena asked, opened the bottle and took a gulp.

"Yes madam," the maid answered snappily.

"Do you have a boyfriend or husband?"

The maid blinked, perplexed by her question.

"I do have a boyfriend," the maid replied eventually.

Selena nodded, took another gulp and closed the bottle.

"What do you do when you and your boyfriend had a fight?"

Remained confused, the maid replied, "we usually talk and find out the main issue and later," the maId paused, cheeks reddening with embarrassment.

"Later what?" Selena asked, one eyebrow-raising impatiently.

The maid bit her lips, "well, you are too young to discuss this so."

"Is it about s.e.x?" she said, straightforward.

The maid pressed her lips and nodded, "please don't tell Anders that we talked about this. He's going to scold me."

After getting her answer, Selena left the kitchen and proceeded to her room to change clothes and do her homework or else she wouldn't get to see the sunrise tomorrow.

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On the other side, Daniella parked the car at Claire's bas.e.m.e.nt and went upstairs straight to the doctor's living room.

Claire's house was warm, giving her a homey vibe even though she had never stayed there for more than 24 hours.

The high ceiling and the huge crystal chandelier light up the house, even though it's only five in the afternoon and the sun hasn't set, Claire has had her lights on, unlike her who was used to the darkness, the doctor was scared of it.

"Claire!" she shouted, took off her purple blazer and tossed it on the floor.

Seeing the empty living room, Daniella's feet brought her to the kitchen.

Her head tilted, through the kitchen glass window with the pool view, she could see the small gathering happening in there.

She smiled, realizing that Claire is following her advice to live her life. After the doctor's divorce, Claire lives a life of work and home, and it worsened when she came and made her busier.

She saw a young woman Claire was chatting with and a man with the same age as the doctor staring at Claire deeply, with narrowed eyes, she drew nearer the window and open it a bit, allowing her to hear their conversation.

She sighed, about to close the window when the young woman looked at her direction, turned to Claire and pointed a finger at her

Daniela waved a hand, not planning to engage in their gathering.

She can't meet Claire's friend and for one good reason, she would prefer to have her identity hidden, the same reason why she always introduced herself as Daisy to the men or people she met.

But she made an exemption to few people, Matthew, Irene and some other people who know her.

Claire waved back, waggled her eyebrows and smiled.

"Upstairs," she mouthed silently, pointing a finger at the ceiling.

Claire agreed and made an ok sign with her fingers.