Becky spent ten years as a cleaner, cleaning the home of a wealthy man named Gregory. She did an excellent job providing for her two children and saving for their education. One day, she discovers that the house she has been cleaning is hers. Becky has been working for Gregory since he lived alone with his first wife Linda. Despite their riches, they were quite polite to Becky and frequently spoke to her.

When Linda died unexpectedly, Gregory and Becky were devastated. Becky had been Gregory’s lone confidant since then, and he treated her as if she were his daughter. Gregory was so heartbroken about Linda’s death that he felt compelled to fill the vacuum she had left in his life. So, when a young, attractive woman noticed him at one of his business meetings, he decided to court her and marry her.

Gregory’s new wife, Marissa, didn’t like Becky. while she and her adult son moved into Gregory’s mansion, they scarcely noticed her and instructed Becky to only show herself while serving them food. Becky overheard Marissa chatting on the phone about Gregory contracting COVID. She climbed the stairs and asked if she might tend to Gregory. Marissa declined.

Instead, Marissa dumped the glass of red wine she was holding all over the carpet, giving Becky additional work to do. “After you’ve finished cleaning the stains off the carpet, go wash the dishes. My son got Chinese food for himself and his friends and made a mess of the dining hall,” she said.

Becky got straight to work, not wanting to disappoint Marissa any more than she had already. She did her best to remove the red wine stain from the carpet before moving on to clean the dining hall and dishes. When Becky was finally finished, she heard the automobile engine start. She looked out the window and saw Marissa’s kid in the driver’s seat, and Marissa going towards the passenger seat dressed for a party.

After watching them drive away, Becky made Gregory a bowl of hot soup. She discreetly carried it up to his room, entering softly so as not to wake him. Gregory was sleeping due to a high temperature, which Becky had no idea about. Before waking him awake, Becky began venting to the older man, unaware that he would listen.

“I miss when it was just you, Lindy, and I at home,” she said with a laugh. “I have prepared your favorite soup, but I do not want to wake you. “I hope you see it when you wake up,” she added, gently laying the tray on the table.”I wanted to feed you sooner, but Marissa wouldn’t let me go. I apologize, Sir Gregory. “I wish I could help you more,” she apologized.

“I didn’t know they were going out tonight. I would have stayed, but my kids are waiting for me at home. I don’t have any more money for a babysitter, and I really need to get home soon, or else she’ll charge me more,” Becky explained, slowly making her way to the door. Gregory pretended to be asleep the next morning while Marissa and her son conversed.

“This old man is a real bummer. How can we hold a party in this room while he is sleeping? The child complained, “My friends and I won’t be able to make any noise!” “I understand. Marissa groaned, “I didn’t expect him to last this long after I married him.”When Gregory heard this, he realized he had made a huge mistake by marrying her. She simply cared about money and had no regard for him.

“If only Covid could take him. Then, as his wife, I’ll have access to all of his money!” she began to imagine.”Shush, Mom. “He might wake up,” her son cautioned. “But that would be nice, wouldn’t it?” He started daydreaming. Gregory healed after a few days. He informed his wife and stepson that he had enlarged the firm and intended to relocate to San Francisco. “I bought a posh, Victorian mansion there,” he revealed.

He found it amusing that his wife squealed so much. “Oh, I can’t wait to live there!” she exclaimed. “Imagine all the soirees we can throw there!”Gregory shrugged, trying to be equally excited as she was. “I don’t want to disappoint you, so I’m having everything prepared very well,” he said. “I have reserved a five-star hotel room for you in the interim.

You two can stay there and wait for my personnel to contact you.”Marissa’s excitement grew as she considered staying in a five-star hotel. She and her son frantically packed their belongings, believing they were moving to a brand-new mansion in a few days. Meanwhile, Becky was on her day off, helping her children with their homework, when she received a call from a realtor. “Hello,” she said. “How can I help you?”

“Hello, this is Mr. Anderson from 15 Realty. Are you familiar with the house on 275 Oak Street?” he inquired.”Yes,” she answered, immediately intrigued. I work there. Why? “Has anything happened?” “I am calling on behalf of Mr. Gregory. He wants you to know that you no longer work there. “You live there,” the man admitted.

“What? How is this possible? “Where is Mr. Gregory?” Becky asked. She was frightened that anything had happened to her lovely boss and was about to head over to the estate “Mr. Gregory has decided to start a new life in San Francisco.” “He would like to leave his estate and everything inside the house to you and your children,” the man said.

“If you could meet me at Oak Street in two hours, I’d like to hand you the legal documents transferring title of Mr. Gregory’s residence to you. “Can you do that?” Becky couldn’t believe what was occurring and assumed she was dreaming. “Is this real?” she couldn’t help but inquire. “Will I still be able to see Mr. Gregory?” she blurted out.

“It’s real,” the man told her. “If you could meet me on the property, I can prove it to you.” Becky went to Mr. Gregory’s residence without hesitation, with her two children. There, she noticed the lawyer waiting for her. True, none of Marissa’s belongings were present, and the majority of the house’s valuables remained intact. After she signed the forms, the lawyer handed them to her, along with a letter from her previous employer. The message read: “Becky.”

I’ve always seen you as my own daughter. Thank you for the fantastic 10 years you shared with me. You and your children deserve a comfortable home, and I would like to share mine with you. This was also your house, and it will now be yours even on paper. If you ever find yourself in San Francisco, give me a call; I’d love to spend time with you and the kids.

“With love, Gregory.” Becky was in tears by the time she had finished reading the letter. She swore that if she had any extra money, the first thing she would do was buy tickets to San Francisco with her children to see Gregory. Meanwhile, Marissa and her son were treated to a life-changing surprise when Gregory’s lawyer arrived at the hotel where they were staying. “Are you going to take us to the airport right now?” she said hopefully.

“No,” the man replied angrily. “I’m here to serve your divorce papers,” he explained, handing her an envelope. “Divorce papers?! “What are you talking about?!” she exclaimed. “Mr. Gregory overheard you speak ill of him while he was down with covid,” the lawyer revealed. “He wants nothing to do with you now that he understands your genuine motives.

If you refuse to sign the paperwork, you will hear from me again, but this time with a court order,” he warned, compelling Marissa to sign without question. Marissa and her kid were left with only their things and were forced to return to the little cabin where they had previously lived. Meanwhile, Becky was able to give her children with a safe and comfortable home to live in until they were older.