Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 911:

She felt utterly humiliated. Evita bit her lower lip, lost in thought. Then, she said worriedly, “But how’s being a caregiver going to get me that much cash? I need the money as soon as possible.”

“Your salary will be fifteen thousand dollars a month, but I’ll give you two hundred thousand now. You will continue to work until you earn the entire amount. Then, you are free to go. But if you mess up in any way, you must pay back the two hundred thousand in full,” Andrew explained.

When Madisyn started doing charity work, Andrew had jumped on board, too. The two elderly men had no children to look after them, and they needed a caregiver to take care of them. They weren’t rolling in dough either, so Andrew wanted to help them.

Evita clenched her fists tightly. For a moment, she didn’t know what to do. If she refused this job, Andrew would probably think she was being hypocritical, passing up all that money. But if she accepted it, she would dedicate months of her life as a caregiver, working off his debt.

Evita had been spoiled since she could remember, living a life of luxury and ease. And now, she had to take care of others? Evita couldn’t wrap her head around it, nor did she have any desire to even try.

Andrew’s voice cut through her thoughts like a knife. “Didn’t you say your mother needs money for her medical bills? If you can’t even handle this, it just shows your feelings for your mom aren’t that deep.”

Evita shot back, her voice quivering, “It’s not that I refuse to do it. I’m just scared I’ll mess up. I’ve never looked after anyone in my life.”

“Then learn,” Andrew suggested. “Or are you planning to get that two hundred thousand through some schemes?” His sharp, piercing gaze made Evita feel completely exposed, as though her very dignity had been peeled away layer by layer.

Evita clenched her fists, humiliation and fury brewing in her chest. Andrew was deliberately making things harder for her.

“Fine, I’ll do it!” she spat, tears pooling in her eyes as she locked eyes with him.

Andrew didn’t respond. Without a word, he drove away.

Not long after, a stranger approached Evita. “Are you the new caregiver?”

The title itself made her insides twist in embarrassment, but what choice did she have? Reluctantly, Evita nodded.

“Follow me for training,” the person said briskly. “I’m from the Klein Group’s charity foundation, overseeing operations in this area.”

Evita gritted her teeth, forcing herself to nod as she trailed behind the person. She thought being a caregiver was just about basic chores, but it turned out she had to learn so much—cleaning toilets, sweeping floors, and making beds.

As someone who had never done housework, Evita was utterly drained after just a few hours, her vision blurring from exhaustion. Suddenly, her legs gave way beneath her, and she fainted, collapsing to the floor in a heap.noveldrama

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a hospital bed. A wave of wronged feelings surged within her, and frustration swelled. Turning her head, she saw her friend, Lila Burton.

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