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“Good evening, sheikh,” Janet said as she walked out onto the patio and stood next to Basil.

“Evening,” he replied.

“Are you alright? You look as though you have something on your mind.”

“I do.”

She moved a little bit closer to him. “Do you want to talk about it?” she asked. Basil raised an eyebrow and looked at her. He wondered why she was asking, it wasn’t like he was going to tell her, and she knew that. Many times, he had told her to only focus on Sanaa.

“I guess not,” she mumbled.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

“Oh, yes, I wanted to ask you something.” She played with her fingers and didn’t say anything else for a moment.

“Hurry up and speak.” Basil tended to be impatient.

“It’s not a big deal, really. There’s a carnival in town, can I take Sanaa there?”

“No.” There was no way he was going to allow his daughter to be in such an environment. There would be too many people; anything could happen.

“Oh, I thought it’d be fun.” Janet sighed. “I’d like to do something nice for Sanaa.”

“You’re impulsive,” he said to her. “My daughter’s safety is a priority.”

“I know, and I’d never do anything that would bring harm to her.”

Basil shook his head. “No, I don’t think you’re the right fit for her,” he said. Janet raised her eyebrows.

“What does that mean?” she asked him.

“It means that your services here are no longer required. Your pay will be transferred to your account; you can leave now.”

“Because of the carnival?”

“Because you don’t seem to understand her or her life. You always suggest peculiar things, and your focus doesn’t seem to be on her. You’re always trying to meddle into my business,” Basil said calmly. Janet narrowed her gaze at him.

“I appreciate you having given me the job, but I can’t leave without speaking my mind,” she said. Basil leaned against the table and waited for her to speak.

“Sanaa is a child. She needs to do things that children do.”

“Like?”

“Playing outside, eating junk food, going to carnivals and fairs.” Janet threw her hands in the air. “I know that she lost her mother and…”

“Choose your words carefully,” he warned.

“She shut down because of her mother’s passing, and because of that, she needs stability. Changing nannies all the time isn’t good for her. She needs…”

“If you have finished, you can leave now,” Basil cut her off. He no longer wanted to listen to her. There was no way he was going to listen to someone else tell him what his child needed.

“Fine.” Janet sighed. “Can I at least say goodbye to Sanaa before I leave?”

“No.”

Janet’s face dropped. She looked so disappointed. Could it be that she really cared about Sanaa? Basil wasn’t sure and didn’t care. Janet turned on her heel and left.

Basil couldn’t believe Janet’s little tantrum. Out of all the maids he had fired, she was the only one that dared to tell him off. Who did she think she was anyway? What gave her the right to speak about his daughter like this? She had only known Sanaa for two weeks. Basil shook his head and headed back into the house.

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