I Owe the Tyrant Four Little Heirs novel Chapter 11

“Aurelia!” Niamh’s voice was stern.

Aurelia immediately jumped off the sofa and scurried away. Seeing their mother was upset, Phaedra and Jove quickly followed.

Lyric chuckled. “Don’t worry about a thing, Niamh. You just focus on your work. I’ll stay until they’re all asleep.”

She had taken a real liking to the quadruplets, and she felt a maternal affection for Niamh as well. She decided then and there to help Niamh more often, not just with the children, but by letting her live in the three-bedroom apartment for free.

By the time Niamh finished cleaning the entire villa, it was only 8:30. She wondered if she should prepare a late-night snack for the owner.

She called Winnie, who advised her against it. The owner was a disabled man with a very difficult personality. It was best not to take matters into her own hands. Just finish the cleaning and go home.

A disabled man...

The thought brought back the image of the jerk in the elevator. He was disabled, too—not just physically, but mentally.

Niamh decided to make him the simple soup using ingredients from the fridge anyway. She figured no one could refuse a simple act of kindness, and her soup was genuinely delicious. Even if he didn't like it, he probably wouldn't be too offended. If he hated it, she just wouldn't do it again.

While the soup was simmering, she noticed the rose bushes in the garden were in full bloom. She cut a few dozen flowers, found a white vase in the utility room, and arranged them on the living room table. The house was a stark combination of black and white, and the vibrant splash of color brought a bit of life to the space.

She then found a pen and some paper and left a note on the fridge and another by the vase.

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At 9:10, Niamh left.

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