His Maid's Son novel Chapter 8

After hanging up, Alexander turned his attention to me but I averted my gaze and faced forward.

"That was my cousin. He is almost the same age as you. " he offered though I did not pry.

" What's his name?"

"Liam," he answered with newly found warmth, " his name is Liam Anderson. " His face illuminated with obvious affection for his cousin.

I found myself interested in knowing more so I asked,

"Is he your favorite cousin?"

"Not by choice," he beamed scrolling through his phone for a picture.

"How so?"

"My mother and his dad are siblings, and each had just one kid. So we found ourselves stuck with each other against adults." A naughty grin blossomed on his face as he handed me his phone with Liam's picture on the screen.

" He looks nothing like you. "

" Not entirely, " Alexander argued leaning in closer. " Look at his eyes and nose, " he added tracing the screen. He was now so close and my body was aware of him. I handed him back the phone and faced forward.

"I have tons of cousins from both sides." I offered

" Are you close?" He inquired

" Some." I answered, "Where is your dad?" I asked curiously but the glare he gave me confirmed what Amy had said earlier and I found myself wishing to know why he was estranged from his father.

"He is dead," His tone devoid of all emotions. I wondered about the mystery behind it but it wasn't my place to find out.

ALEXANDER

Interesting would be an understatement description of how today has been so far. After the incident in the elevator, I was worried Christian might not be ready to work in such a big establishment but I was wrong. After our talk, he calmed down and managed to get through the day.

The other thing going through my mind is, he should see a therapist. Though I made it a requirement for him, I still have to consult with Elizabeth since she knows better considering their history. After we arrived at home Christian retreated to his quarters and I went right ahead to the house.

From the door, I could hear Maria and Elizabeth chatting animatedly. The aroma drifting from the kitchen had me drooling. After civilities, I excused myself and headed for a shower before having dinner. As expected the food was delicious. I requested Elizabeth to take a walk with me in the garden. "I hope everything is okay with Christian Mr. Alexander," she said hesitantly after a pensive silence.

"Everything is good, I want us to have a small talk about him. "

"Did he do something? I hope he didn't lose his job on the first day." She murmured rubbing her palms on the apron nervously.

" Not all, he is a brilliant young man and I have no complaints about his job so far. What I wanted to discuss are his panic attacks." I selected my words carefully because I didn't want to offend or alarm her

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