I Owe the Tyrant Four Little Heirs novel Chapter 144

Why was he putting his hands on her?

“You don’t have a fever,” Jareth murmured, mostly to himself.

“Mr. Bragg, could you please put your shirt on?” Niamh said, prying his large hand off her forehead. With that, she turned to leave.

But Jareth’s arm shot out, blocking her way. “Ms. Lynn.”

“What?” Niamh looked up, and when her eyes met his gentle gaze, her heart hammered against her ribs.

“Nothing,” he said, slowly lowering his arm and letting her pass.

After Niamh had hung up the laundry and was about to leave, Jareth called out again. “Ms. Lynn, could you get a shirt for me?”

Niamh spun around, staring at him from across the room. Doesn’t he have his own two hands?

“Didn’t you hear me?” Jareth knew perfectly well she was annoyed. That was exactly the reaction he wanted.

The nerve of this girl, looking down on him? She clearly had no idea who she was dealing with. And with the office empty today, he was going to make sure she found out.

Though she bristled at the request, Niamh felt she had no choice. If she had known that being a CEO’s secretary involved this kind of personal service, she wouldn’t have taken the job for anything in the world. She’d rather be scrubbing floors.

She made a mental note to ask Usher exactly what a secretary’s duties entailed; from now on, she was sticking strictly to her job description.

When she opened the large closet, she saw more than a dozen dress shirts hanging neatly alongside several suits. The shirts were mostly black and white, with a single blue and a gray one mixed in. The suits were all black except for one in navy, and the ties were a somber collection of black, white, and gray.

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