Chapter 157

I shook my head. "You're not still hung up on him, are you?" Alex's voice suddenly sharpened. I shook my head again. "I just… think someone like him is kind of pathetic." "That's exactly why I say you have terrible taste." He launched into another rant. "That brat from the Blake family has no real talent or skills, just a head full of tricks. I still don't understand what you ever saw in him." As he droned on, I slowly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, successfully dodging another lecture. … The next morning, I was woken up by a knock on my door. I stumbled to open it groggily only to find someone standing outside. "Ms. Ashford, good morning. My name is Lilian Lancaster. Mr. Hastings sent me to take care of your daily needs." "What?" I snapped awake instantly. "Take care of my daily needs?" "Yes, I'm your housekeeper." The middle-aged woman smiled warmly. She looked kind and gentle. I was still processing this, but the doorway wasn't the place for a conversation. Steppi