ALEXA'S POV
I jumped back to my feet in embarrassment when Kathy walks in amused. Kathy looks over at Nolan who was surprised as well while trying to avoid his gaze from me.
"I don't wanna be the killjoy, but would you mind leaving us alone?" Kathy asks as she emphasizes on the last word.
I nodded my head quietly, still feeling regret for what I did in the room.
Walking outside of Nolan's bedroom, I was surprised when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around, she flashes me her fakest smile.
"Hi, Alexa, is it?" Kathy asks, evidently trying to compose herself.
"Listen, I know you're just doing your job... But you should know better than to go too far with doing extra work, you get me?" She remarks, squinting her eyes at me as she gives me a sarcastic look.
"I don't know what had gotten into your tiny brain, but if I were you... I would back off before you lose your job for being such a slut," Kathy hisses, turning back around and shutting the door behind her.
I was shocked to say the least, I knew Kathy was not happy with my actions today, but I expected more from her. I thought she would at least give me some sort of reaction if I did what she was thinking was wrong.
I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration as I thought about what Kathy had said. I knew her thoughts weren't completely right; I knew what we did in that room wasn't right.
But damn I can't seem to change her mind. She keeps thinking that she knows everything about me, I guess it comes from her knowing how little we know about each other.
"Whatever," I scoff at her insinuation and walked back downstairs.
The rest of the evening went on without incident, everyone seemed to have their problems or their troubles to deal with. As we were about done with the meal for tonight, the lady cook nudges me softly and gave me a grin.
"I'm Sam," She reaches her hand out to me for me to shake.
"Alexa," I shook her hand and smiled at her back as I tended to the rice infront of me.
"Where's Sir Anthony?" Sam asks, looking around the room for him.
"Oh, you're allowed to call him that?" I was taken aback by her sentence, I wasn't aware Mr. Brown was that friendly with his employees.
"Oh no, but we do that when it's just us employees to make fun of him," Sam laughs softly making me soften up to her.
"So where is he? Why isn't he helping you?" She wiggles her eyebrows at me as if she knew about something etween me and him.
"I have no idea," I laughed at her and dismissed her to tend to another dish to serve.
"You know a lot has changed since you got here," Sam teases while another tending cook nods as if they were listening on.
"Really? How so?" I ask her curiously, as I wipe the sweat off my forehead with the back of my hand and continue cleaning my tray with another towel I brought with me from upstairs.
"Well, it seems like the whole place is different since the day you arrived," Sam tells me while taking one of the plates from the stack in front of me.
"Yeah, that's true, but why is that?" I laugh slightly at her statement, "It seems that everyone really likes you and you like everybody, I mean the boss likes you." A male cook remarks, making us turn to him.
"I think it's because of your aura?" She smiles and continues handing me dishes after plates.
I tilt my head and looked at her confused, "What do you mean?" I asked, stil unsure what she meant.
"Well, you have this inviting aura with you wherever you are. And, dont get me wrong, you help out with us even though it's not part of your job to do so,"
"Thanks, I try," I smile back at her as I grab a plate of food.
She laughs and shakes her head at my reply. "It must've just come naturally because, well..." Sam pauses to take a break and lean against the sink beside me.
"You're very nice person, Alexa."
I chuckle lightly at the compliments she has given me, and I find myself actually liking the compliment.
As we went to finish preparing upstairs in the dining room, I spot Mr. Brown making his way in the dining room along with Nolan who looked annoyed. Mr. Brown shoots me a grin before stretching his hand over me.
"Mind if you join us for dinner again, Alexa?" Mr. Brown asks, I couldn't help but gaze back at Nolan who wasn't fully enthusiastic about the idea.
"I would prefer to wait with the others, sir." I excused myself and stood by the corner while everyone walked back downstairs.
"Then, call the others to join us, I'd like to eat with all of you again." The servants stopped walking as soon as they heard him say those things and came walking up to the table to sit.
I turn to Nolan who was fed up and look up at Mr. Brown.
"What a noble thing to do, are we adopting them as well?" Nolan spat, giving an annoyed look at his father.
Everyone sat quietly, embarrased at Nolan's comment.
"Son, that's enough... I just want them to join us," Mr. Brown says, frustrated with Nolan's behavior.
"Them or her? It was quite clear who the prior guest of the table should've been, right Alexa?" Nolan scoffs off after speaking, taking his plate and pilling food before walking off.
"Go ahead to your room where you are always stuck in, at least I know myself well enough to be building meaningful connections with our staff," Mr. Brown comments, sipping on his glass.
Nolan looks around the people who sat quietly on their seat before speaking, "No, go ahead and eat. I dare all of you."