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Chapter 280
The cars must have been rented temporarily to handle the massive surge in holiday orders.
It was a smart move. Using cars drastically sped up the process and saved a ton of travel time. Grant Ziegler was seriously capable.
“Is the steakhouse packed?” Rachel asked.
“Absolutely packed. Private rooms aside, you can’t even get a regular table p>
With that, the delivery guy rushed off to his next stop.
Mira and the others finally sat down to eat.
“Rachel, after the holidays, I’m going to hire someone to help you around the house p>
“There’s no need. The work here takes me half a day, and I rest the other half. Having someone else around would just get in the way p>
Mira let it go. When Rachel eventually got too tired, she would naturally agree to the extra help.
After dinner, Mira handed each of the three of them a massive red envelope containing a hundred thousand dollars.
“You don’t need to give me a bonus, Mira. You already pay me such a generous salary p>
Rachel felt genuinely guilty taking it.
The going rate for a housekeeper was around a thousand dollars a month. Because
of her high-level culinary skills, she had made three thousand a month as the head of the kitchen at the Mercer estate.
Even that had made her the envy of everyone in her profession.
But since moving to Emberline Estates to work for Mira, her salary had bumped to five thousand a month. That was white-collar money.
And that wasn’t even counting the time Mira helped her invest in the stock market, turning her life savings of two hundred thousand dollars into eight hundred thousand.
She truly was the child Rachel had raised. Mira treated her better than her own flesh and blood ever could.
Mira fed her well, housed her in luxury, never treated her like a servant, and even helped her son land a fantastic job.
Rachel had no idea what she had done in her past life to deserve a boss as wonderful as Mira.
Because Mira was so kind, Rachel refused to be greedy. She couldn’t accept the bonus. She knew Mira was out there hustling hard on her own after leaving the Mercer family.
“Take it, Rachel. You’ve worked hard all year. It’s for good luck,” Mira insisted. “Oh, you sweet girl… I must be the luckiest woman in the world to have met you.” What kind of employer handed out a hundred-thousand-dollar holiday bonus?
But Rachel was right about one thing: she had definitely earned this good karma in a past life.
“Thank you, boss p>
The Iron Wolves didn’t hesitate. They
took the envelopes containing the
bank cards and slipped them into
their pockets. They had been
je
bodyguards for years, they were
used to accepting bonuses.
Neither of them had family to go back to for the holidays. If something came up, they
could always take compensatory time off later.
Mason didn’t get back until late. Rachel had already gone to bed, and Mira was
setting up a poker game with the Iron Wolves.
Mason usually slept in the dorms at the steakhouse, but he had made a special trip back to the apartment for New Year’s Eve.
“Mason, are you working tomorrow p>
He had eaten at the restaurant before heading back.
“We’re open through the holidays. It’s our busiest time. Plus, I want that triple pay the boss promised! Haha!
“But since I’m the head chef now, I can go in a little later in the morning p>
He puffed out his chest with pride as he said the last part.
“Make sure you take a few days off to rest once the rush is over p>
Things would definitely slow down after the holidays, giving them a chance to rotate their shifts and take a break.
“Alright, enough talk. We need a fourth. Grab a chair,” Brayden Knox called out, shuffling the deck.
“I’m in p>
Mira’s schedule was usually packed,
leaving her little time to relax. But
les New Year’s Evee
tonight
so
gave herself permission to kick back, play cards, and enjoy the night.
The four of them played Texas Hold’em until two in the morning, raising stakes and sliding chips across the table. When Mira.couldn’t keep her eyes open any longer, they finally called it quits, and she went to bed yawning.
Once the Iron Wolves were back in their room, Mira discreetly handed Mason ten thousand dollars in cash.
He tried to refuse, but Mira pressed a finger to her lips and pointed toward Rachel’s room. “Shh! Just take it. Don’t let Rachel know p>