I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Ferris had never actually contacted anyone from the Celestial Alliance, nor did he know them. He placed orders through an anonymous email account, which was a one-time-use virtual mailbox. Each employer was different, and once used, the mailbox was discarded. Even payments were made in ways that the police couldn’t trace.

Liam Michaelson couldn’t do anything about Ferris because, after investigation, it turned out Ferris had no time to commit the crime and there was no evidence linking him to the Celestial Alliance. Unable to extract any useful information, the police had to release Ferris when the time came. Ferris remained a suspect but not a criminal.

With nothing gained from the interrogation, Liam Michaelson had no choice but to release Ferris and then secretly assigned people to monitor him. If Ferris had any involvement in this matter, they could use him to find Joy Chaucer. After Joy Chaucer’s prison break, the police issued a nationwide alert.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Upon leaving the police station, Ferris tried to contact the Celestial Alliance but found that the previous email account no longer existed. He had no idea where Joy Chaucer was; the Celestial Alliance had rescued her without informing him. While pondering this, Ferris noticed a note on his car that read: “Joy Chaucer is at Chaucer Manor.”

The most dangerous place is the safest place. The Celestial Alliance had taken Joy Chaucer out and sent her directly back to Chaucer Manor.

Joy Chaucer woke up in the attic of her home, thinking it was all a dream when she saw her surroundings. She quickly ran to the window and saw that it was indeed the place she had lived for over ten years. How did she end up here?

Before she could think further, she heard Mrs. Lawson’s voice downstairs. Mrs. Lawson was responsible for looking after Chaucer Manor and had just returned from shopping with Mrs. Fairchild, a neighbor’s maid.

The two women had known each other for years and often visited each other for chats when they had free time. Mrs. Fairchild said enviously, “I really envy you. You don’t have to serve anyone, live alone in such a big house, and still get paid every month. Look at those people working outside; they work their whole lives and can’t afford a villa.”

Mrs. Lawson poured water for Mrs. Fairchild and said, “I’m just a housekeeper. Mr. Sterling is injured, and Mrs. Sterling doesn’t have time to come back. I can’t bear to see this house go to waste.”

Meredith would never sell this house even though they couldn’t live in it because the Sterling family owned many properties. If no one lived here, it would fall into disrepair.

Mrs. Fairchild said, “Anyway, you’re enjoying life now. Your young lady is generous and pays well-does she give you $2, 000 a month?”

Mrs. Lawson replied, “She gives me $2, 500 a month.”

“So much?” Mrs. Fairchild was even more envious. “I cook and clean for my employer every day and only get $1, 800 a month. You get so much; how can you spend it all? Mrs. Sterling is much better than that previous woman-Joy Chaucer-who was arrogant and mean-spirited. By the way, I saw on the news that Joy Chaucer escaped from prison; the police are looking for her everywhere.”

Upstairs, Joy Chaucer fumed upon hearing herself being bad-mouthed by a maid but knew that as an escapee, being discovered would be disastrous.

She swallowed her anger and stayed silent upstairs.

Mrs. Lawson said, “Joy Chaucer got what she deserved. I believe Mrs. Chaucer was harmed by her; she treated Joy Chaucer like a treasure but got betrayal in return. Fortunately, before Mrs. Chaucer passed away, she found her biological daughter.”

Mrs. Fairchild sighed with regret, “Mrs. Chaucer was indeed kind-hearted; it’s such a pity.”

After chatting for a while longer, Mrs. Fairchild left to prepare dinner.

Mrs. Lawson also needed to cook and took care of a dog for company since living alone in such a big house could be lonely.

After eating dinner herself, Mrs. Lawson went out to walk the dog.

She rarely went upstairs as she lived on the first floor where there were several rooms-more than enough space for her needs.

The villa had five floors above ground plus an attic and two basement levels with gardens front and back.

Hungry herself, Joy Chaucer waited until Mrs. Lawson left before sneaking into the kitchen for food.

To avoid being discovered, she walked barefoot to minimize noise.

There were still plenty of leftovers in the fridge from what Mrs. Lawson had cooked earlier in the day.

Seeing fish fillets, ribs, and fruits in the fridge made Joy Chaucer mutter angrily, “This old woman lives in my house and eats so well.”

In her mind, this house always belonged to her.

Not daring to eat everything at once, Joy Chaucer took small portions of each item before retreating upstairs again.

Still wearing prison clothes initially, she changed into some old clothes from her room and hid the prison uniform at the bottom of a box.

While police searched outside for her whereabouts no one would suspect that Joy Chaucer had returned home to Chaucer Manor.