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She wore a Lululemon jacket over an Ernest Leoty bodysuit that showed off her Pilates build. A tartan Burberry gym bag consumed the rest of the leather bench.
It shocked me that this stunning woman had given birth to a son whose feral smile resembled a health crisis.
“Farrow.” She untucked her AirPods from her ears. “Do you have a minute?”
Zach’s mother knew my name?
The Sun family sure did their homework.
Then again, I recognized her from my own research.
I nodded, but it didn’t matter.
Her chauffeur had already shifted the car into Park. He exited, swung open Mrs. Sun’s door, and offered a hand. She accepted it, stepping out with grace.
Judging by the flat line of her lips, I suspected that I’d enjoy conversing with her as little as I did her spawn.
Still, I gave her the benefit of the doubt, pasting a polite smile on my lips.
She arched a brow. “You’re Zachary’s new housekeeper, correct?”
I shrugged but didn’t say anything.
“I’m Constance.His mother.”
“I know.”
She didn’t offer me her hand, but I knew it had nothing to do with a phobia. Didn’t matter.
Dad always said—No one can devalue you without your consent.
Well, permission not granted.
Constance tightened her perfect ponytail. “You were at Zach’s party, weren’t you?”
Another nod.
And a…bark?
Three fluffy Corgis peeked their heads from the gaping window. They wore matching outfits, better dressed than I’d ever be.
Constance petted one of their heads through the window, her eyes still holding me hostage. “Zach seems to have taken a liking to you.”
Truly, there was no need for the disgusted tone. Her words made as much sense as the annual turkey pardoning.
Behind her, the Maybach blocked my Prius. Still, I fished a key from my backpack, jabbing the unlock button.
The car beeped twice.
I considered it my reply.
“Not a big talker, I see. Just as well, I suppose.” She dusted fur off her hands, nodding. “Let’s cut straight to the chase. My son is an excellent predator. As such, he decided to bring home his prey. But you’re wrong for him.”
“Am I, now?” I knotted a cheap scarf over my neck. The heater in the car was one of many luxuries I couldn’t afford.
“No offense.”
“None taken. It’s a compliment. Your son is very…peculiar.”
