I Owe the Tyrant Four Little Heirs novel Chapter 108

“Niamh!” Jareth finally roared, seeing her defiant attitude.

The woman had just gotten out of bed and was already lounging on the sofa again. As an assistant, didn't she know her morning duties? Why had he ever hired her?

Niamh was lying on the sofa because her stomach was starting to cramp. She pressed a hand to her abdomen and grumbled, “Mr. Bragg, could you please lower your voice?”

“Niamh, remember your place!” he snapped.

“Hmm?”

“As an assistant, shouldn’t you be asking if your boss has had breakfast yet?” Jareth continued, his voice sharp.

Niamh quickly sat up, looking embarrassed. “Mr. Bragg, I’ll order something for you right now!”

“Don’t bother,” he replied curtly.

“Why not?”

“We’ll eat downstairs.”

“Mr. Bragg, I don’t feel like eating breakfast,” Niamh said. “Can’t you just go by yourself?”

Jareth’s anger flared. “Niamh, you’re my assistant! Even if you’re not eating, you should be by my side. Didn’t Rhea teach you anything?”

Niamh reluctantly got to her feet.

Niamh quickly pushed his wheelchair towards the second-floor restaurant. As Jareth was ordering, he asked, “Niamh, are you sure you don’t want any breakfast?”

“I’m sure,” she said, shaking her head.

Jareth didn’t press her, simply ordering a sandwich and a glass of milk for himself. As he ate, he noticed that Niamh’s forehead was covered in a sheen of sweat, her brows tightly knitted as if she were enduring some great pain.

“Niamh, are you all right?” he couldn't help but ask.

Niamh turned away from him slightly and shook her head.

But Jareth knew something was wrong. Her face was growing paler by the second, and a pained expression was etched onto her features.