Desmond's mother and his sister showed up

"Come with me." Desmond said, and she followed him. When they got to the kitchen, she was surprised to see how beautiful and well furnished it looked. It was the most furnished kitchen she had ever seen.

"Use what can find and prepare a delicious meal. Don't burn down my house." He said and left.

After checking the kitchen out, she began to rummage through the cabinets and fridge. Though the fridge was a little sparse, she managed to find enough ingredients to whip up a nice meal.

She was giving all she had so she may have a chance of getting hired again. She has never cooked in that kind of kitchen. There were some gadgets she couldn't use. There are some she couldn't even tell what they were used for.

She went on to use the ones she could use. When the food was ready, she plated it carefully and set it on the dining table. "Here you go. I hope it’s to your liking."

Desmond sat down, took a bite and nodded his head. "This is really good. Thank you."

"You’re welcome," Grace replied with a smile. While Desmond ate, she was busy washing his clothes with his washing machine. His clothes had been left in a hamper in the corner of the room. She didn’t tell him about the extra work. It was clear to her that Desmond needed more help. Apart from that, she wanted to gain his attention.

By the time she finished, Desmond had just wrapped up his meal. She took the dirty plates to the kitchen and watched them off immediately before retiring back to the living room where Desmond was waiting.

"What were you doing when I was eating?" He asked.

"I was in the washing room. I was washing your clothes with the washing machine." She answered.

"But I didn't tell you to wash my clothes."

"I just feel like assisting. I'm not charging you for it. The five hundred dollars is enough." She replied.

"Alright. Thank you for that." He said and gave her some cash. When she counted it, it was a thousand dollars.

"I think you overpaid me." She said. "You gave me one thousand dollars."

"It's for your great work. I like your service. You can have it." He said ans she stood there for a moment, visibly surprised.

It was far more than she had expected. At this moment , she couldn’t help but wonder about his intentions. She glanced at him, hesitant but curious. She began to think, maybe he found her attractive or maybe he was interested in her. This maybe her chance of making him happy and having him for herself.

She took a deep breath and decided to take a chance. "Thank you for the tip, Mr. Desmond," she began with a tender voice. "I... I noticed how stressed and worried you were while I was working. Is there anything else I can do for you? Even if it's something personal, I wouldn’t mind." She hesitated for a moment before she continued. "I could give you a massage if you’d like... you know, help you relax. And I won't mind if it ends up in a happy ending. I assure you, no one will know about it."

Desmond looked up at her, momentarily caught off guard by her offer. He could see the genuineness in her eyes, but he wasn't in the mood to entertain another eve. He's still passing through a lot.

"That’s kind of you, Grace, but no. You have already done more than enough for today. Thank you again for everything." He replied, and her shoulders slumped slightly in disappointment. She had hoped he might accept her offer, even if it was just out of gratitude.

"Alright, Mr. Desmond. I will take my leave now." She gathered her cleaning equipment and prepared to leave, glancing back at him one last time.

Just as she was about to open the door, it swung inward, and Desmond’s sister, Bella, and their mother, Mrs. Elizabeth, walked in.

They stopped in their tracks as they saw her. Their eyes darted between Desmond, who was standing shirtless in his shorts, and the strange lady, who was holding her cleaning equipment.