I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith steadied her nerves and approached Bianca’s desk respectfully, “Mrs. Chaucer, did you want to see me?”

“Meredith, regarding the Southwesterly Meadows project, you must keep a close eye on it. Visit the site again this afternoon,” Bianca instructed.

Meredith listened intently, forced to pretend she didn’t recognize Stella, who was observing her from head to toe instead.

When Stella noticed the ring on Meredith’s finger, a surge of anger rose within her. After all, she was Terrence Sterling’s mother, and now that Meredith and Terrence were officially married, she was Meredith’s mother-in-law! The fact that her daughter-in-law didn’t even greet her added fuel to Stella’s fiery temper.

After Bianca finished her instructions, Stella interjected, “Bianca, what’s this girl’s name? Can she make tea? I’m terribly thirsty.”

Bianca, unsure whether Meredith knew how to make tea, glanced at her.

Meredith responded, “Madam, I’m Meredith. I know a bit about making tea. If you don’t mind, I’ll make some for you now.”

There was black tea in the office, and Bianca directed Meredith, “The black tea is in the second drawer on the left.”

“Alright.” Meredith fetched the tea and began preparing it.

While Meredith was busy, Stella chatted with Bianca, deliberately bringing up the marriage between their families. She said with a smile, “Bianca, isn’t it about time we discuss the marriage arrangement between our children? I adore Joy and would love her as my daughter-in-law.”

Her words were insincere, knowing well the past almost-marriage between Julian and Bianca. The thought was a thorn in Stella’s side.

This time Joy Chaucer was embroiled in a scandal, and Stella was far from satisfied with her. Her comments were merely to provoke Meredith. Stella glanced at Meredith to gauge her reaction.

Seeing no response from Meredith, Stella felt annoyed.

Bianca politely said, “Let’s leave it to the young ones to decide. I respect their wishes.”

Aware that Terrence Sterling was not keen on the marriage, Bianca chose her words carefully to avoid complications that might hurt Joy Chaucer.

“Our families have had this marriage arrangement for decades,” Stella added, feigning satisfaction with Joy. “She’s such a capable, beautiful, kind, and gentle girl. I’ve seen the news about that Ruby Kim. She wouldn’t do such a thing.”

Bianca felt awkward, replying, “We’ve already handled that matter.”

Stella then inquired about Joy’s health, “When can Joy be discharged?”

Bianca answered, “She’s being discharged tomorrow.”

Meredith finished making the tea and knelt by the coffee table, offering a cup to Stella, “Mrs. Sterling, please have some tea.”

Stella responded with a forced, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Meredith said, maintaining her composure and a smile. “It’s my duty.”

The significance of this cup of tea was not lost on Stella. Was Meredith implying something, she could not help but think.

Realizing the implications, Stella hesitated to drink. If she accepted the tea, was she also accepting Meredith as her daughter-in-law?

She had intended to trouble Meredith, not to show familiarity.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Bianca, having taken a sip, encouraged, “Stella, why aren’t you drinking? It’s quite good, especially if you are thirsty.”

Stella, with a grimace, faced a dilemma with the tea-neither drinking nor setting it down seemed right. Meredith simply smiled, watching her.

“Stella?” Bianca prompted again.

With a dry laugh, Stella had no choice but to sip the tea, though she was reluctant to swallow it.

Stella then criticized, “Bianca, you should hire staff who truly understand tea. She ruined it. The water wasn’t hot enough, and she steeped the first pour too long.”

Bianca chuckled, “I didn’t notice such a subtle difference. Stella, your taste is as discerning as ever.”

Meredith, with a lowered gaze, responded, “Thank you for the feedback, Mrs. Sterling.”

Stella was speechless at Meredith’s soft approach. She hadn’t come here to teach Meredith how to make tea. Was Meredith trying to infuriate her?