Chapter 7 She Successfully Hooked Him
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Ellet's voice carried a hint of temptation. In his opinion, being a mistress earned way more than being a nanny.
Calista seemed taken aback. She suddenly raised her head to look at him and then lowered it again. She bit her lip and clenched her teeth.
She replied, "Sir, some things can't be had just because you want them."
Her voice was soft, but it made Ellet's heart skip a beat.
"Ellet, some things can't be had just because you want them, like the moonlight. You can reach for it all you want, but you'll never touch it."
Ellet's mind wandered back to the girl from five years ago, the one who looked at him the same way and said similar words.
How had he responded to her?
He seemed to reply, "You're my fiancée. Don't talk about the moon, even if it's the sun, I'll pluck it down and give it to you!"
"You..." Ellet opened his mouth to say something, but he was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Come in," he replied, his voice tinged with annoyance.
The door swung open, and Molina entered.
When she saw Calista in the study, her face turned dark immediately.
"What are you guys doing here?" Molina's voice was sharp, filled with suspicion.
"Madam, I just brought Mr. Reeves some coffee," Calista replied respectfully while standing tall.
"Brought him coffee? I think you're just trying to seduce my husband again, aren't you? You shameless slut!" Molina's tone was venomous.
Calista protested, "Madam, you got me wrong."
Calista instinctively tugged at the edges of her clothing, and her voice trembled slightly.
To Ellet, it seemed like a show of utter defenselessness.
But to Molina, it only confirmed her suspicions—Calista's manipulations were too clever. "I got you wrong? I saw it with my own eyes. If I'd come in a second later, would you two have kissed? Do you have any respect for me?"
"Enough!" Ellet's command cut through the tension, his voice sharp. "Calista just brought me coffee."
The words were harsh, but before they could go further, Ellet paused and knitted his brows. He remembered Molina still had her uses, so he swallowed the words that nearly came out.
"Dear, I know you're just concerned about me, but Calista has done nothing inappropriate. Don't overthink it, okay?" Ellet said to Molina.
Since Ellet had spoken like that, Molina couldn't really argue further. She replied, "Alright, darling, I trust you."
"However..." Molina dragged out the word, her eyes scanning Calista with disdain. "I noticed the bathroom drain seemed clogged. Calista, go take a look. And don't forget the storage room and garden. Clean them and make sure they're tidy."
It was clearly a punishment for Calista, but there was no room for her to argue.
She nodded obediently and answered, "Got it, madam."
Molina walked away with a satisfied smirk. She scoffed in her mind, 'You think you can outsmart me? You're still too green for that.'
Ellet watched Calista, his gaze filled with mixed emotions.
"Are you... okay?" he asked.
"I'm fine, sir. I won't disturb you further. I'll get back to work," Calista replied with a faint smile and then turned to leave the study. But her back seemed a bit lonely.
Ellet watched her go and noticed that the citrus scent that filled the air earlier faded too. He inhaled sharply, feeling like he was drawn to her.
But he knew he couldn't. He already had Molina, and he couldn't make the same mistake again.
Still, his heart just couldn't help but want to get closer to her.
He had no idea what he was supposed to do.
*****
After finishing cleaning up the garden, Calista rubbed her sore back.
It had been a tiring day, but it paid off. Since leaving the study, she had noticed Ellet appearing in front of her more than once.
She thought with joy that she'd successfully hooked him.
Calista couldn't help but sneer inwardly. 'This man is so shallow and hypocritical. He betrayed me for Molina back then. Now, just one casual hint from me, and he's ready to toss Molina aside and make me his mistress.'
She didn't pity Molina. She just felt sorry for her former self.
"You've finished everything?" Molina's voice broke her thoughts.
Calista looked up to see the woman standing right in front of her.
She nodded and answered, "Yes, madam, everything is cleaned up."
Molina glanced around, then reached out and lifted Calista's chin with her finger. After a moment of inspecting her face and finding it not as pretty as her own, she nodded approvingly.
"Not bad. At least you didn't slack off. Next week, I'm going to a charity gala. You'll be coming with me."
Calista froze for a second, her internal alarm bells ringing. "Madam, I'm just a nanny. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to attend such an event."
Molina pulled back her finger and gave Calista a sidelong glance. "Oh, so now you remember you're just a nanny? I'm doing you a favor by taking you with me. Don't argue."
"Just follow me, serve the coffee, hold my bag, hand me things, and do what you're supposed to do. If you mess up even a little, you'll regret it."
With that, she leaned in close to Calista and lowered her voice. "Let me make one thing clear—you'd better not try to network at the party. If I catch you trying to make connections, I'll make sure you can't show your face anywhere in Northrend."
A flicker of disdain crossed Calista's eyes, and she scoffed inwardly, 'People in high society are mostly bastards, okay? Well, except for him.'
But on the surface, she simply nodded respectfully. "Don't worry, madam, I won't."
Molina nodded in satisfaction. "You better not. I'll let you wear that gray dress of mine. Don't embarrass me at the party."
With that, she strutted off, her heels clicking loudly against the floor, leaving Calista standing alone.
Calista thought about the dress Molina mentioned. Not only was the design a mess, but the style was outdated—whoever wore it would look awful.
But Molina didn't care; all she wanted was for Calista to embarrass herself.
Rubbing her reddened chin, Calista muttered bitterly, "You think that shabby dress is supposed to embarrass me?"
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