five fingers. “Fifty-grand.”
“ That’s pocket change.” Jaiden stroked his chin, studying the strange sassy female specimen before him again.
Why not buy a fifty-thousand dollar new toy?
To Jaiden, Mina looked like the perfect human shield and a fun new maid to torture. If someone really wanted to kill him, she could protect him.
“Alright, here’s the deal. I’ll hire you as my maid and bodyguard. However, you will only get one salary. It’s not much, but no one has complained yet.”
“I just want to be your bodyguard,” Mina said, hands on her hips in full teacup mode.
“Beggars can’t be choosers, Miss. Either you double as my maid or I’ll have you escorted off these premises.” Jaiden tapped his foot.
He’s right, Mina. Beggars can’t be choosers! “Okay, but how much are you paying me?”
Mimicking Mina, Jaiden held up five fingers. “Five grand, paid weekly.”
“Really?” That’s more than what most college graduates make in a month! Mina could run into his arms and kiss him if she weren’t so shy. Before summer vacation would end, she would make enough to pay off her mother’s debts. Then she reminded herself she needed fifty-grand in a month’s time. Trying her luck, she asked, “Do you think I can ask for ten-weeks of salary in advance?”
Jaiden stretched his neck. “You want all fifty-grand in advance?” How typical of a con-artist, scammer, and gold-digger wannabe.
“Yes, if that’s possible. My mom signed a loan contract agreeing to make a full payment in a month. Guess what the loan rate is? Twenty-two percent.” Mina dropped her shoulders.
Jaiden almost believed her. Lying through her teeth, she didn’t look away, twitch, or appear antsy. When the girl didn’t move around or pretend to be dead, she wasn’t that hard on the eyes as he had first thought she was, with her wild mop of hair in a thick ponytail, impish freckles across her face, and expressive almond-shaped brown eyes. Not one part on her body was man-made.
He imagined she would actually look presentable if she styled her hair and wore better fitting clothes.
Mina inched away from Jaiden. Boys usually didn’t stare at her like this. She placed her arms over her barely-there chest. “What are you looking at?”
“Nothing.” Jaiden tilted his head. “Just wondering how someone with such flabby arms could be so strong.”
Mina hid her arms behind her back. “They’re not flabby-they’re muscular. I once arm wrestled the entire football team at school and won.”
That one time, Mina had wanted to impress Kit. She challenged every member of the Uptown football team to arm wrestle her after she overheard one jock state how all the girls at school were weak and dainty. If Kit weren’t with her, she wouldn’t have the guts to confront of those burly jocks.
“Freakish,” Jaiden muttered. “Anyway, what’s your name, you can start by cleaning my room. I’ll have my breakfast in the gardens today. We’ll talk later about your salary advance.”
“Thank you so much,” Mina said with genuine sincerity in her tone. Then she held out her hand, palm facing Jaiden. “But there’s one thing I want to clarify. My name is Mina Lin, Jaiden. Not what’s-your-name.”
None of his other maids had addressed him by his first name before. Except his favorite maid—she was allowed to call him Jaiden. “Funny, you look more like a Mary Sue.”
“ Ha ha ha .” Mina walked into his bedroom, eyes rolling like cheese-wheels. If she could stick Rich Boy and Alyssa in a cramped cell together, throw in an unhappy skunk, she would go to the local zoo to steal a skunk.
At the stairway, Jaiden bumped into Bunion who led a six-foot tall blond woman up the stairs.
Bunion panted. “My Young Master, I have made a terrible mistake. This here is your real new maid, Miss-”
“Mary,” the real maid said. Her voice was deep and gruff like a manly man’s.
What’s her name was
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