The Dangerous Hidden Heir
If you should ask Susan what was the one thing she wished she could change it would be Jamole’s hidden identity. She couldn’t help seeing her husband being shouted upon and disgraced because he chose to disguise himself as a janitor.

Her impatience was running out as wax and she wondered how much longer she was going to endure being seen as single and seeing Jamole being ordered around and manhandled as slave.

This day Roger had come to pay her a visit in her office and before coming out to her office, Roger had ordered Jamole to ensure everywhere in her office was clean and dusted.

But upon entering her office Roger stroked his finger across a desk and despite not seeing dust on his finger, the regional manager ordered that jamole should appear in their presence. Through grinned face Susan had watched Roger slap her husband twice.

“Good for nothing janitor!” Roger barked and gazed down to Jamole who had squatted to nurse his chin. “Frankly speaking getting this unfortunate bastard emp
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