“Oh, by the way,” she added casually, “my parents are getting old, so you might as well hire two full-time caregivers for them. Pay their salaries monthly and link your bank account to my phone.”
“As for me, just get a cleaning lady to come every day. I’m not asking for much; ten times a day will do. After each cleaning, I’ll be kind enough to ‘help’ you pay, so make sure your highest-limit payment account is connected to my number.”
“Remember to move out of the house you’re in now ahead of time. My boyfriend and I are getting married soon, and my parents are getting older. Your place is right next door, so we’ll just move in there.”
“You’re not afraid that I might be your boss?” I cut in before she could finish.
“You?” Skylar gave me a look full of disdain. “Just you?”
She laughed, the sound filled with mockery. “Do you even know where I work? And you dare to talk like that?”
“Take a good look at yourself. In what way do you even compare to Cognitech Technology?”
“Even the cleaning ladies there have more class than you.”
“Stop dreaming, old woman! You’re already a washed-up hag.”