CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 8

Dumbfounded at being mistaken for the new maid, Finley did not react for a moment.

Meanwhile, the housekeeper, Kate Jones, was getting annoyed with the strange newcomer who seemed a little slow.

Not once did Kate think that the strange girl in the living room was a guest. After all, no other women had been allowed to visit Turner Mansion.

Especially with that ugly face and cheap clothes…

“Are you deaf, Girl? What are you still standing there for? Chop chop! Get to work.”

Finley was about to explain who she was when the housekeeper started grumbling under her breath about dumb and lazy maids.

Tired and hungry, Finley decided to ignore the housekeeper.

She wasn’t stupid. After waiting for half an hour, that husband of hers hadn’t shown up yet. He must be lurking somewhere, waiting to see what she would do.

Finley tossed the uniform to the side and sat on the sofa.

Kate’s face turned red with anger, “How dare you! Get up! How can a maid relax on the sofa like this?”

Finley raised a brow at the housekeeper’s attitude.

Then she coldly said, “I never said I was the new maid.”

If she couldn’t even deal with the staff, how would she have the gall to take on the role of Mrs. Turner?

Kate blinked in surprise when the strange young lady said casually, “Sorry but I’m a friend of Mr. Turner.”

“You? How can you be Mr. Turner’s friend? I’ve never seen the boss have a friend like you before.” Finley chuckled dryly, “I’m one of a kind. Though if we were specific about it, I’m a new friend… and his new doctor.”

her gut and blurted out

started guffawing. “You’re a doctor? You look

didn’t take her

she suddenly grabbed the housekeeper’s hand and placed her fingers on her wrist, taking the older woman’s pulse. Meanwhile,

are you

I’m a doctor. Shh,

“What kind of doctor

good one. Now,

moments, Finley

chest pains, dizziness, and shortness

mouth but

was what I was complaining to my doctor about last

should keep your stress

rude. earlier. It’s just that the

meet you, I’m Finley

Keith, are you Mr. Turner’s

Finley nodded.

were all the roles she would

in question was upstairs watching the scene play out on the security monitor, a

when he couldn’t smell anything? Remembering the fragrance from Finley’s perfume bottle, he

“Yes, Sir?”

to my

a moment,

and

on his brow. Who was he to question

Honey!” Finley said as she walked into the bedroom. Completely disregarding the man’s cold aura. She made no comment about how the room

like her house, Finley walked to the