"Your maid?" Beatrice asked in disbelief as Ben gave her a cocky look.

"I want to believe this is a joke," Beatrice laughed while rolling her eyes and placed her both hands on her waist, she snapped her gaze back to Ben and realized he was being serious with that look he was giving her.

Ben has got to be kidding her, what does he mean by her being his maid?

"You heard me right," Ben cleared his throat and leaned back in his chair, a devious smirk playing on his lips.

"I don't understand what ...