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For ten years, I worked as the Romano family’s estate manager for a salary of twenty thousand dollars a month. The moment Briar Romano’s fiancée moved in, she came for me. “A housekeeper making twenty grand a month? How did you swing that?” “As of today, your salary is three thousand. You’ll be responsible for cleaning and nothing else.” No one from the family said a word in my defense. I smiled and signed the new contract. A few days later, the Romano household fell apart. Sophia, without her custom aromatherapy blend, had an anxiety attack and trashed the living room. Marco, without his anti-inflammatory meals, had a gout flare-up that landed him in the ER. And Briar’s international video conference? Without me there to interpret, a merger worth hundreds of millions collapsed on the spot. His fiancée pointed a finger at me. “Why aren’t you doing your job?” I held up the contract. “A cleaner on a three-thousand-dollar salary clocks out when the floors are done.” … A stack of household expense reports slapped down on the coffee table. “Cressida, I’ve reviewed the household accounts. Twenty thousand a month for a housekeeper. You can’t possibly think that’s a reasonable figure.” I looked up. Bianca Bellini, Briar Romano’s fiancée, stood over me with her arms crossed. An MBA from Wharton, an executive at Goldman Sachs. I hadn’t expected to be the first project she’d take on after moving into the Romano estate. “Mr. Romano set my salary ten years ago, Miss Bellini,” I said. “It reflects the full scope of my duties.” “Estate manager?” Bianca scoffed. “Call it what you want, you’re still the help. I can find a dozen housekeepers on any hiring site for three thousand a month. What makes you worth twenty?” I didn’t answer. I just looked at Briar. “Is this your decision, too, Briar?” He switched off his phone, avoiding my eyes. “Cressida, Bianca and I are getting married next month. She’ll be managing the household finances going forward. The company’s cash flow is tight right now, and we need to cut back on domestic overhead. It’s a practical matter.” Sophia examined her fresh manicure before finally speaking. “We’ve always treated you like family, Cressida. Let’s not make this unpleasant. You’re a single woman. Twenty thousand is more than generous.” Marco set his cigar in an ashtray. “The Romanos gave you a comfortable life, Cressida. Don’t be grasping. Three thousand is a perfectly respectable salary. Plenty of college graduates would kill for that.” I looked at the people I had served for ten years and felt nothing. Old Mr. Romano had been dead for only six months, and they were already dismantling the household he’d built. “All right,” I said. Bianca blinked, surprised by my quick agreement. “Where’s the new contract? I’ll sign it.” She pulled a document from her folder. “Read it carefully. Starting today, your salary is three thousand dollars a month. Your only duty is house cleaning. Everything else is no longer your concern.” I picked up a pen and signed my name. Briar frowned. “Cressida, Bianca knows management. She’s just optimizing the household. There’s no need to be dramatic.” I smiled. “Cutting someone’s pay to three thousand dollars while expecting them to do a twenty-thousand-dollar job—is that what you call ‘optimizing,’ Briar?” “Don’t twist my words,” he snapped. “Bianca made it clear. This is cost control. Efficiency.” “You just managed to make your job sound more important than it was because no one here was paying attention.” I ignored him and looked at Marco. His complexion was poor, his jaw tight with pain he was trying to hide. “Cressida, not now,” he said. “Briar has an international call tonight—a major acquisition is on the line. Just handle the interpretation. We can talk about this later.” I glanced at the grandfather clock on the wall. “It’s six o’clock, Mr. Marco.” “My rate for simultaneous interpretation is five hundred dollars an hour. If you req......

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