Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Jack and Jones were taken aback when they heard this: “Boss!”
She’s got guts!
She took up such a job….
That’s not something a human would do.
“Boss, I didn’t expect you to take such a big risk just to pay our salaries. Jones and I really don’t know how to repay you. Don’t worry, I will take this check to the bank tomorrow, let the staff transfer the money to your account, and then you can pay us. Perfect!”
“Boss, I knew you cared about us. You finally remembered our salaries!“–Jones was almost moved to tears. “I’m almost too broke to afford food!” “But, boss, asking for 3 billion for surgery, isn’t that price a bit too steep?” Jack held the check with a hint of worry in his heart. “What if they think you’re charging too much and don’t come to you for surgeries in the future, then you’d be at a great loss!”
“Our boss’s medical skills are incomparable to those of ordinary people!” Jones quickly picked up a pen and wrote 3 billion. “Boss, does the McMillan family have any other patients who need surgery? 3 billion a person, 30 billion for ten people–this is easy money! Boss, can you consider giving Jack and I a raise this month?”
Mirabella replied indifferently, “This money has nothing to do with you guys.”
“What?? Boss, I know you’re just blowing off steam!” Jones hastily stepped forward. “Boss, are you really tired after surgery on Phillip? Can I massage your legs?”
“Back off, dare you touch the boss’s legs? If the boss chops off your hands later, I won’t stop her!” Jack scolded, then turned his head with a grin, “Boss, how about I massage your shoulders? Loosen up your muscles?”
“Dare to loosen up the boss’s muscles? Aren’t you afraid of being punched to death by the boss?”
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Jack and Jones looked at each other in an instant, had they been discovered? Or?
“Sweetie, are you asleep?”
It was Louisa’s voice outside the door. Had Louisa discovered something and knocked on the door on purpose?
“Not yet.” The girl’s voice was gentler, but when she looked at her two subordinates, her tone was deliberately lowered. “Take the check and disappear from my sight in ten seconds.”
“Boss.”
Jack wanted to say something but heard Mirabella’s ruthless–voice: “Or I will confiscate your bonus.”
Jack heard this, immediately jumped off the balcony, “See you, boss!”
“Why won’t you wait for me?” Jones saw him run so fast, then turned his head to see the boss’s slightly squinting eyes with a warning light and hastily said, “Boss, I’m leaving right away.”
“You have three seconds.”
Jones heard this and rushed to the balcony. “But there are dogs down there; I’m scared to jump!”
“Sweetie, can I come in?” Louisa’s voice came from outside the door.
Mirabella looked up. Jones had jumped down, but one hand was still holding the rail; he was obviously very afraid of the dog below.
Speaking of which, that dog was really fierce, barking at him nonstop.
It looked like she could only help him out.
“Boss.”
Jones thought the boss was going to help him, but didn’t expect the boss to kick him straight down, he fell onto the grass, his butt was killing him! How could the boss treat him like this?
At this time, the big dog saw him, barked wildly at him, and opened its sharp teeth, ready to bite him.
“Ah.” Jones was scared and hurriedly ran away.
Mirabella saw him run far away, then opened the door and said, “Mom, are you not asleep yet?”
“I’m worried you’re hungry; I didn’t know you were having dinner with Romeo tonight. Did you eat enough?” Louisa came in with a tray and faintly heard some strange sounds. “Sweetie, did you hear any sounds? Like a man being ‘chased by a dog?“.
There were men’s screams and dog barks. It sounded like a pretty miserable scene.
“No.” Mirabella answered very calmly.
“Maybe I heard it wrong.” Louisa put down the tray in her hand, and the beautifully made desserts appeared in front of her. “Eat quickly.”
“Did you make this?” Mirabella was a bit surprised–how did her mother’s cooking skills become so good? And these desserts looked delicious.
The chef made it.”
She was afraid that Mirabella wouldn’t be able to eat the food she made, so she asked the chef to make some.
“Eat quickly!” Louisa looked at her lovingly and said, “You just came to this family; if there is anything you are not used to, you must tell me, okay?” Mirabella took the fork handed over by her, “I got it.”
“About you coming home, your father and I have decided not to announce it for now.”
Firstly, her grandparents were not in good health, and they were not ready to hear such important news.
Secondly, there were too many relatives in the family; if they knew about it, they would definitely come to see Mirabella in droves.
Thirdly, if they announced her identity, the media would be following their daughter all the time, her every move would attract attention, and people would be commenting on her, they were worried that Mirabella would live in restraint, not at ease.
Louisa spoke of her worries: “Wait for a suitable time, and then we will announce this news.”
Mirabella didn’t expect her mother to talk to her about these things; she spoke lightly, “I don’t care about these.”
Whether or not it was announced, whether or not the family’s relatives liked it, was not the most important thing. As long as the family was together, they were of one mind.
Louisa smiled contently at the well–behaved child before her, urging her to eat up. After she finished eating, they chatted a bit until Mirabella’s phone rang, and Louisa left with the tray.
“I’m home” came from Romeo over the phone.
“You gave me so many clothes, I can’t wear them all,” Mirabella asked. “Can you return some?”
She really did have a lot of clothes; it’d be a waste not to wear them all! Better off selling them and making some dough to put towards medical research.
“No worries, you can wear them slowly,” Romeo answered affectionately. “Can I take you out tomorrow? Anywhere you want to go?”
“I have work.”
Work? Romeo was taken aback. “A summer job?”
“Sort of.”
“Did your parents agree?”
“Um” It was their company, after all.
“Where? I can drop you off.”
“No need; it’s close to my place.”
“Why do you want to work?” Romeo was a bit heartbroken.
Was it because she was short on spending money?
But then again, he did give her a blank check for every surgery she performed; so it probably wasn’t about money.
“Just for fun; nothing else to do during the summer.”
Otherwise, she’d have no choice but to accept the money her parents transferred to her.
“You can come hang out at my place.” Romeo’s voice rang out again: “It’s fun here.”
Mirabella was speechless.
Romeo added in his magnetic voice, “You can do whatever you want. I can also take care of you.”
“No need.”
“Think it over.” This was the first time in his life that he’d personally recruited someone.
But Mirabella declined without a second thought, saying, “Thanks, but I already have a job.” “Must you go?”
“Yep.”
“Then come over and hang for a couple of days. If it’s not fun, come to my place.”
Romeo didn’t want her working a summer job outside because it meant he wouldn’t see her during working hours.
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