My Husband's Mistress Demanded I Be Her Maid. The Phoenix Rose, And Made Them Kneel.
Chapter 1
On our wedding night, just as Dax and I were about to make love, his secretary, Serena, burst in. She slammed a domestic servitude contract on the table in front of me.
"One, no freedom! No days off, available to the mistress 24/7!"
"Two, no dignity! You'll remove the mistress's shoes, wash her feet, and provide kneeling service every night at the mistress's bedroom door!"
"Three, no shame! You'll sleep with the master periodically to fulfill his needs!"
"..."
"Nine, the mistress is afraid of childbirth, so you must bear the master at least one son. The child will call the mistress 'Mom.'"
"Employer: Serena, Employee: Aria."
My mind froze the moment I finished reading.
I felt completely numb.
Not only did the mistress want to take my place, but she also wanted to hire me as her maid?
Had she gone completely insane?
"Serena, stop this nonsense!"
Dax's angry shout had barely faded when two burly bodyguards rushed in.
"Mr. Dax, our young miss was swapped at birth. She's just been found today, the true heiress of Silverwood City's illustrious Silverwood Group."
"The young miss is still willing to marry you; you should be honored."
I was stunned again.
Silverwood City's Silverwood Group?
Wasn't that the company founded by Mr. Harrison Sr., the most powerful among my thirteen sponsors?