I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

After Mrs. Lawson left, Meredith stood still, reflecting on her words. Could someone really be playing tricks? That house belonged to her mother, and as the only daughter, she inherited not only the company but all of her mother’s properties. Those distant relatives had no chance of claiming anything, especially since she was the daughter of French Prince Darcy DuMont, making her untouchable.

Meredith first went to the company to handle some tricky projects with Linda. After finishing, Linda asked with concern, “Meredith, how is Mr. Sterling’s eye?”

“This time it failed; we’ll have to see if the doctors have any other solutions,” Meredith didn’t tell the truth.

Linda encouraged her, “Don’t worry, Mr. Sterling will get better.”

“With advanced medical technology, I believe there will be a way,” Meredith said. “Linda, prepare yourself and come with me to Chaucer Manor.”

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An hour later, Meredith and Linda arrived at Chaucer Manor. Last night’s heavy rain had cleaned the yard but also left many fallen leaves. Meredith opened the door, and a gust of wind lifted the curtains. Mrs. Lawson had cleaned the house thoroughly before leaving.

Meredith glanced upstairs, recalling Mrs. Lawson’s words, and headed to the kitchen first. The living room was spotless, but the kitchen was somewhat dirty with oil stains on the countertop. It was clear someone had cooked here but hadn’t cleaned up yet.

Mrs. Lawson wasn’t that careless; could it be that there really were ghosts during the day? Meredith looked at the fridge and found it stocked with cooked food. Mrs. Lawson was supposed to return to her hometown; why would she leave so much food?

The cooked food in the fridge was takeout ordered by Ferris for Joy Chaucer. Knowing Mrs. Lawson had left, Ferris feared Joy Chaucer might go hungry and ordered food in his name for delivery. The delivery was left at the door; Joy Chaucer came down to retrieve it after everyone had left. She had just eaten and was resting in the living room when she heard noises outside and hurriedly hid in the basement out of fear.

Joy Chaucer now lived in constant fear and didn’t dare leave even though she was tired of staying there.

Meredith quietly closed the fridge and went out. “Linda, help yourself to something to drink,” she said.

“Okay, I’ll get it myself,” Linda replied.

Joy Chaucer could hear their voices from the second floor of the basement and was terrified knowing Meredith and Linda were there.

“I’m going upstairs to check; make yourself comfortable,” Meredith’s voice reached Joy Chaucer’s ears again.

If Meredith went upstairs, would she come downstairs next? Joy Chaucer thought about finding a place to hide; the only place was the parking garage connected to the second basement level.

Upstairs, Meredith first checked her mother’s room and found nothing unusual before inspecting each room one by one. When she reached the attic, she found it locked. She didn’t have a key; Mrs. Lawson usually managed and cleaned it.

Meredith didn’t go in or think much about it until she noticed wet footprints on the floor as she was about to leave. This startled her-was someone really in the house?

She checked everywhere but found no one except for the cooked food in the fridge…

“Meredith, there’s a call from Rick at the company,” Linda’s voice interrupted her thoughts.

Meredith snapped back to reality and said, “You go back to the company; I’ll head straight to the hospital.”

She had noticed something strange about this house but decided not to investigate immediately, planning to return at night to see who exactly was behind these tricks.