Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 406

Chapter 406: 406- Aniya James

“Aniya James! Go to the table number five!” Mr. Ramsey, who was their manager, announced loudly behind the desk.

“Yes, chief!” Aniya tried to ignore the slight pain in her legs. It used to be a lot worse when she started this job six months ago.

Her mother wanted her to start the job when she was sixteen, but God knew why she didn’t send her to this restaurant.

Life had been better since she got this job. It was a high-end place where they used to pay heavy tips.

Her mom Valerie James was happy that at last her girl had started bringing in money. The abuse Aniya had been facing since childhood never diminished.

Her father and mother inflicted pain on her in so many ways that she had almost forgotten how to laugh or smile.

“Take coffee cups to that table, Aniya James,” her friend Lisa poked her elbow in her chest. She quickly picked up the tray and carried it to the said table.

Ever since she was hired, she picked everything too quickly. After all, that’s what she had been doing all her life.

Her mom never tried to do her personal chores, nor she was interested in doing house chores. According to her, she adopted Aniya because her husband Alaric James so wanted a baby.

Aniya could never understand why he wanted a baby when he never even batted an eye on her as a father.

Like her mother, he was also an alcoholic who took pleasure in beating her mom. And in return?

In return, her mom loved beating her.

Coming back to the present… she placed the tray on the table where a bunch of filthy rich teenagers were seated.

“Hey, beautiful,” One of them eyed her with a smirk, his eyes gliding up and down her slim body.

Aniya who used to get nervous initially when she joined this restaurant as a waitress was now used to it. Thanks to Lisa who kept her morale high.

“Anything else, sir?” she asked them, maintaining a poker face.

The rest of the group started taunting the guy who initiated the conversation with her. Aniya didn’t want any drama, so she got away from there.

The rich lot liked mocking the waitresses working there. Some of them used to be decent too. But now Aniya knew that she wasn’t supposed to react to their remarks.

On the other hand, Lisa loved flirting with men and boys. Anyone who had a di*ck, Lisa could entertain them.

“Don’t you want a good tip, silly?” she used to scold Aniya.

The good thing was Lisa always treated her like her younger sister. Aniya had been doing house chores from a young age, so she didn’t face any problem in carrying large trays filled with food.

She knew how to do dishes so whenever she was needed to do this task in the restaurant kitchen, she performed it easily.

By the end of her shift, she started counting her tip money.

“Ready to go home?” Lisa threw an arm around her after taking off her apron. They both went to the changing rooms to get rid of their uniforms which consisted of a white blouse and a small black skirt.

Aniya being Aniya wasn’t comfortable enough to show her legs this freely, so she always wore black stockings that her manager approved.

“Let’s go!” Lisa offered her the other helmet and started the bike. Aniya took the helmet and sat behind her.

Usually, Lisa used to drop her off and sometimes managed to pick her too. When she got off the bike, Lisa took off her helmet and watched her with a smile, “I’m sure you’re not a fool to hand over your entire salary and tips to your parents.”

Aniya shook her head with a flick, “I used to… in the beginning. But not anymore.”

Lisa showed her a thumbs-up sign, “Good. Because your parents will rob you of your money if you don’t save anything for yourself.”

When Aniya entered home, she took a sigh of relief. Thankfully her parents had gone to sleep because now she didn’t have to face the drunk duo at this hour.

Valerie was quite particular about her daughter’s daily earnings but now she had started trusting Aniya.

Aniya went to her room and placed her small duffel bag on a chair. She gave a sad look to her study table.

The table she hardly used.

She was so fond of studying. Valerie got her admitted to a school, maybe because she was scared of social services.

But Aniya’s mind was so much disturbed and so much weak at that time that she could never grasp whatever was being taught in the school.

The poor girl couldn’t be friends with anyone. Nobody wanted to sit with a dimwitted girl.

As a result, her parents were being called to school after every few days. She didn’t know how to add two simple numbers. She couldn’t form simple sentences in her English classes.

After Valerie got too tired of these visits, she submitted the application that she wanted to homeschool her daughter.

The school immediately approved the application. Now Valerie James had the option to tell the people that her daughter was too stupid to attend the school.

Valerie’s life got easy when Aniya stayed back and did home chores at such a tender age. Aniya’s life got easier because she had to do most of the chores along with her school routine.

The little girl used to get too exhausted and often felt too overwhelmed, so she got a little relaxed when she stopped going to school.

The school life sucked anyway.

Hardly one year must have passed when she realized that she wanted to study.

“Mom. Can I continue my studies?” she asked in a pleading voice when she thought Valerie was in a good mood.

“Excuse me?” Valerie who was about to lift the glass of wine to her lips, stopped midway, “What do you mean by that?”

“I… Mom… I think… I want to go back to school… I will work hard, I promise, and …”

Slap!

Aniya placed her palm on her cheek with anguish evident in her eyes.