Jason POV
I sat in the kitchen dining eating and at the same time tapping on my phone. My nanny walk into the kitchen looking exhausted. She didn't even border to complain about me eating and at the same time operating my phone. Something she never fails to mention when I'm doing it. She complain about it even if sometimes i never listen to her.
"Nan are you okay?" I asked her.
She look up at me with a tired face. "Yes. I'm fine. I just want to finish with the dishes and I will go to my room to rest."
"You can leave the dishes. I will do it." I said. Something I had no idea how to do.
She laugh lightly. "When do you learn to do the dishes. And do you want your mother to fire me?"
"She won't do that. And I can learn." I told her. She just nod and went to the sink where the dishes are.
