Tempting the Billionaire and His Heir

“Well, since you’re offering, you can start by washing the dishes,” Alexa said with a teasing smile.

Nolan laughed nervously. “Sure, no problem.” He made his way to the sink, but as he stood there staring at the pile of dirty dishes, he suddenly felt overwhelmed. He had never washed dishes before and had no idea where to start.

Without hesitation, Alexa approached Nolan and began showing him the proper way to wash the dishes. Alexa showed him how to fill the sink with hot water, add soap, and use a sponge to scrub the dishes clean. As they worked, Nolan and Alexa started chatting about their interests and hobbies.

“So what did you do on your day off, Alexa?” Nolan asked curiously.

Alexa hesitated for a moment, not wanting to reveal the truth about her lazy day spent binge-watching TV shows. “Oh, you know, just ran some errands, went for a jog,” she lied smoothly.

As they continued working, the timer on the oven went off, signaling that their dinner was ready. With excitement, Nolan offered to retrieve the casserole from the oven. Alexa opened her mouth to warn Nolan to grab oven mitts, but before she could speak, Nolan had already taken out the pan with his bare hands.

As he held onto the piping hot dish, Nolan winced in pain and accidentally dropped the casserole on the floor. The kitchen staff began panicking, but Alexa quickly snapped into action, attending to Nolan’s burns while the others cleaned up the mess.

The leading housekeeper approached Alexa with fury in his eyes. “I can’t believe you let Nolan handle the casserole. That was your responsibility!” he bellowed.

Alexa felt a wave of panic wash over her. “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again,” she apologized.

“You’re damn right it won’t,” the housekeeper snarled. “You’re fired, Alexa. I’ll make sure to let Anthony know about this.”

Nolan, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly jumped to his feet. “Hey, watch your mouth! Don’t talk to Alexa like that,” he shouted, ready to defend his newfound friend.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

The housekeeper was taken aback by Nolan’s sudden outburst, and the kitchen fell silent. But as the housekeeper began to simmer down, he eventually agreed that it was his mistake for not reminding Nolan to use oven mitts. He apologized to Nolan and Alexa, and with that, the incident was resolved.

As the kitchen staff breathed a collective sigh of relief, Alexa couldn’t help but feel grateful for Nolan’s presence. With his kind heart and willingness to lend a helping hand, maybe the rest of the evening wouldn’t be so bad after all.

The tension in the kitchen was palpable as Nolan stood face to face with his father, Anthony. The housekeeper stood in the background, unsure of what to do. Nolan’s hands were bandaged and red with burns, a painful reminder of his earlier mishap in the kitchen.

The housekeeper apologized profusely to Nolan, insisting that he must have been confused as Alexa did not ask him to wash dishes or take out the dish unattended. Nolan stood his ground and firmly replied, “I volunteered to help around. Alexa didn’t order me to do anything.”