A New Role
Andrew leaned forward.
“Marisol, you have shown more loyalty and compassion than anyone I have brought into this house.”
She looked uncertain.
“Starting today, you are no longer part of the cleaning staff.”
Her brow furrowed.
“Sir?”
“You will oversee this household as estate manager. Your salary will reflect your value. You will supervise staff and ensure my children are always safe.”
Marisol stared at him, unable to find words.
He went on.
“There’s more. I’ve learned about your sister’s medical condition. From this point forward, my foundation will cover all treatment expenses. The best doctors. The best care. No limitations.”
Her hands rose to cover her mouth.
“I can’t accept that,” she said, her voice breaking. “That’s too much.”
For the first time that morning, Andrew’s expression softened.
“You have already given more than enough. You deserve this — and far more.”
Tears slid down her cheeks.
“I only did what anyone would do,” she whispered.
He shook his head.
“No. You did what a good person does when no one is watching.”
