The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 723
Francine frowned unhappily and said, “All you care about is Corinne this and Corinne that. Why don’t you ever ask if I’m okay?”
Bowen was shocked into silence by her sudden outburst.
Francine’s recent humiliation caused her to lash out at Bowen and the servants. “Huh! You would do well to remember you work
for the Holden and not the Carew! What an ungrateful bunch of jerks you all are... siding with an outsider instead of me.”
Bowen thought it was wrong for her to say that but still he kept quiet. ‘It’s not like I’m purposely siding with Ma’am..... Miss
Francine shouldn’t have barged into her room like that in the first place. The other servants thought the same way as Bowen that
Miss Francine had really gone overboard this time.
Francine went back to her room in a huff and the more she thought about what happened, the angrier she became so she
decided to call Anya to vent her anger. Her call quickly went through and Anya’s usual gentle voice could be heard from the other
side of the phone. “Hey, Francine. What’s up?”
“Ugh, Anya! Guess what happened? The entire household has been taken over my that b*tch Corinne. She thinks she can do
anything she wants just because she has Jeremy on her side!” said Francine angrily.
“Francine... slow down. Tell me what happened. What did Corinne do to make you so angry?” Anya asked between gritted teeth.
After thinking about it, Francine muttered along the lines of, “She didn’t really do anything to me but... everyone is treating her as
if she’s the mistress of the household while I get the short end of the stick. Moreover, she speaks to me like she’s speaking to a
servant ’cause she knows. my brother will always take her side over mine. Ughhhh, I can’t take this
anymore.” “What? She speaks to you as though you’re a servant? Francine, that’s absolutely vile of her. Is Jeremy at home?
Why didn’t he say anything about it?” asked Anya in mock kindness.
“He already went to work and that shameless woman is actually still sleeping in my brother’s bedroom. Besides, even if he’s at
home, he’ll only help her instead of me! Anya, you have no idea just how obsessed my brother is with that woman right now. In
fact, she has him totally wrapped around her little finger! Even a love potion would not be as effective as whatever she’s feeding
my brother to make her fall so madly in love with her. Why did you let her steal my brother away from you? Are you going to just
stand by and do nothing? I really don’t want a country bumpkin for a sister-in-law...”

Anya balled her hand into a fist when she heard Corinne was sleeping in Jeremy’s bedroom but she managed to keep her voice
gentle as she said, “Francine, it doesn’t matter whether I end up with your brother or not but no way am I going to let Corinne get
away with treating you like a servant. I’ll head over to your house later to talk to her about it.”
Francine was touched by Anya’s gesture. “Oh, thank you, Anya! You’re the best. Wait a minute
Why do I hear a child crying in the background?”
“Umm... That’s ’cause Joey’s crying. He’s not feeling well at the moment,” said Anya awkwardly. “Hey Francine, I’m going to
hang up now. See you later, ‘kay?”
“Okay. I’ll be waiting for you.”
After hanging up the phone, Anya turned to the crying Joey – who was currently curled up in fright in his nanny’s arms with
annoyance written all over her face.
“Stop crying, Joey. It breaks mommy’s heart to see you like this. What do you want to eat? Mommy will ask the servant to buy it
for you, okay?”
Anya was only pretending to care about Joey since it would be suspicious if the little baby continued to recoil in horror whenever
he saw her. However, her effort ended up being futile since Joey seemed to only cry harder after she took a step toward him.
Joey was crying so hard that his nanny started to worry that he would choke from a lack of oxygen so she said, “Miss Anya, why
don’t you keep some distance from Mister Joey for a while since I’m quite worried his crying would make the injury on his head
worse. You can carry him all you want when his head is all better.”
Anya had always found Joey annoying in the first place and his crying only served to make her even more annoyed with him so
she waved her hand and said, “Fine. You look after him. I’m going to go out for a while.”
The nanny secretly sighed with relief before saying, “Yes, Miss Anya. I’ll make sure Mister Joey is well taken care of.”
Anya glanced at the still-crying Joey and thought, ‘Ugh, he’s getting more and more annoying each day. The only reason I chose
him that day was because he looked cute... but he turned out to be so hard to raise. It’s a shame I can’t return him...”