house, there were several staff members to maintain the
house and serve their daily needs. However, Jayde s ll
cooked elaborate meals every single night. Despite Mr.
Adams protests, Jayde didn’t care that they had the mon‐
ey to pay someone else to do it. She firmly believed it was
the wife’s job to put food in the mouths of loved ones.
There was no need for her to work due to Mr. Adams
prosperous career.
Most of Jayde’s days were spent doing idle hob‐
bies of Jayde’s choosing. Knowing all about their first class
lifestyle, might lead you to believe that Jayde was a sec‐
ond class mother. This was not the case. There had never
been a me in Annabelle’s life where Jayde put off or ne‐
glected her in anyway. Jayde was never anywhere near
too strict with her daughter; she was always there for An‐
nabelle, whenever she needed comfort and advice.
As Jayde headed back towards the direc on of
the kitchen, Annabelle followed. Her mom walked to the
granite island in the middle of the spacious kitchen. She
leaned against the counter gently, looking ridiculously
casual in her formal a re. As Jayde began flipping
through a magazine, Annabelle moved over to the table,
set with two place se ngs, on