The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 145

At the sound of Winona's voice, Julian and Tiana turned in unison, their eyes landing on her as she stepped out of the car.

She was still dressed in the same extravagant fur coat from that morning, radiating an air of wealth and composure. Beside her stood Yves Prescott, his arm draped casually around her shoulders.

Winona offered a gentle smile to the housekeeper. "Hello, Sue. I'm here on some business with the court."

Sue's expression was earnest as she replied, "Mrs. Nicholson, there's something I've been meaning to tell you, but I never found the right time. Since I ran into you today, I was hoping we could talk—if you're not too busy, that is?"

Gideon, standing nearby, fixed his gaze on Winona as well. Old Mrs. Nicholson had tasked him with getting Winona's signature on an employment contract, and he still hadn't managed to complete that errand. Running into her here, of all places, was almost uncanny, and he figured he might as well seize the opportunity to bring it up.

In his mind, it was better for Winona to be a paid housekeeper with some measure of security than to be treated like a servant in the Nicholson household for free. At least she'd get to see her own daughter every day. It was a cruel arrangement, but perhaps the most practical compromise.

Still, seeing Sue speaking with Winona, Gideon decided he'd wait until the housekeeper had left before broaching the subject.

But before he could do anything, Sue suddenly raised her voice, her words ringing out for all to hear. "Mrs. Nicholson! This is just so unfair to you! You're Mr. Nicholson's wife, the lady of the house—so why are you being treated worse than the staff? Do you know what the other housekeepers are saying? They told me that even if you come back as a housekeeper, your salary won't be higher than theirs, because you're new and they've been around for years! Isn't that just outrageous?"

Winona stood silent, her face unreadable.

Sue's outburst didn't sting. After all, when Tiana had told her to come back and work as a housekeeper, the pain had already cut her to the bone. Nothing anyone else could say would hurt her more than the wound left by her own daughter.

Besides, Sue wasn't criticizing her—she was simply sympathetic, trying to help.

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