‘‘Enough! Get upstairs as I told you, and don’t come back down. Joanne, do your job and get this mess cleaned up.’’ He sounds as equally pissed at her as he does me, and she scuttles off like a little obedient lapdog without a hint of rebellion. My first assessment of her was correct, and she has no backbone when it comes to Alexi. He will get bored of her faster than I can blink.

‘‘You’re paying for the dry-cleaning bill, seeing as she’s your disaster. I didn’t ...