Chapter 3

"Elsie, what is this supposed to mean? You brought in some vixen to take care of my son?" she snapped.

I poked my head out from the kitchen. "Helen, Flora's a legit caregiver. If you don't like her, why don't you do it yourself?"

Helen was at a loss for words.

Flora kept her head down, her hands never stopping.

Helen stormed into the bedroom. "Xavier, look at what your wife's done. She's trying to shove you into another woman's arms."

Xavier frowned. "Mom, what are you even talking about? Flora's just a caregiver. She's been taking good care of…