When Thomas, a rich restaurant owner, notices a young dishwasher frequenting the locker room, he suspects her of theft. He shames her in front of everyone and grabs her bag to check, only to regret it after seeing what’s inside.
Thomas was a wealthy widower in his early 50s who considered himself smart and charming. He despised those who called him ‘bald’ and ‘pot belly man’ behind his back.
Thomas thought he could easily hit on any young and beautiful woman. He never grew tired of flirting, not that he was a full-time flirt, but he never missed the chance whenever he saw gorgeous young ladies.
For Thomas, age was just a number, and it wouldn’t stop him from unleashing his pick-up lines and directing his steamy stares toward women, including the waitresses and dishwashers who worked in his restaurant. Among them was 20-year-old Giselle.
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Giselle was pretty new at the restaurant. She’d been working as a dishwasher for a month. She was a poor widow who had recently lost her husband, the love of her life, Mason. She struggled to make ends meet after the tragedy and came across a ‘We are Hiring’ signboard outside Thomas’s eatery. She applied as a dishwasher and immediately started working with all her diligence and dedication.
Thomas hurried to her and snatched the bag from her hand. It was heavier than he thought and he had no idea what was inside.
Her co-workers warned her about their boss’s attitude towards the female staff. “That man likes to flirt and has even invited some on dates. He thinks money can buy anything,” one of them said.
Giselle shrugged it off. She was focused on keeping her job at any cost. “I know my boundaries!” she said confidently.
But one day, she witnessed the ugly side of her boss.
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“Do you have any idea why I hired you, Miss Giselle?” Thomas had blocked her way as she was leaving at the end of her shift. He grabbed a red rose from a table nearby.
“No, sir. Please excuse me. I have to get home soon.”
“Don’t call me sir, Miss Giselle. Call me Tom!”
Giselle felt helpless and trapped because she was the last to leave the eatery. She had a lot of dishes to do that day.
“It’s getting late…I have to go. Good day, sir!”
But Thomas wouldn’t budge. “I was blinded by your beauty the first day I saw you,” he said cheesily. “I can sing praises of your beautiful smile all day! What do you think? We can go to a resort, have plenty of drinks, and shop for everything you want…Hmmm?!”
Annoyed, Giselle gently pushed Thomas out of her way and stormed out, saying: “I’m here to work, sir. I’m not here for anything other than my job. And I respect my workplace. Thank you, but I’m not the type you’re looking for. Good day, sir!”
Thomas was furious. His ego hurt. “She is, after all, an ORDINARY dishwasher…How dare she turn down my offer? Wait until I show you what I’m capable of.”
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Days passed, but Thomas hadn’t gotten over what had happened. He was not ready to accept defeat or rejection. He kept looking for a way to humiliate Giselle.
One day, he saw her arrive at work with a big bag and walk into the staff room. An evil plan flashed into Thomas’s mind, and he waited for the next few days to make sure Giselle carried this bag every day to work.
He often checked on Giselle and saw her frequenting the locker room during her shift. His suspicions brewed, and he waited until the afternoon when the eatery was busy to pounce on her.
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“Have a nice day! I have to go to the market. I took half a day off,” Giselle said to her friends.
Just as she was about to exit the door, Thomas called out loud: “Wait right there, Miss Giselle! What have you got in your bag today? Have you been STEALING leftovers and dishwashing liquid? You’re FIRED!”
Giselle was startled. She turned around and started to sweat in fear. The guests stared back at her and began whispering things. Her coworkers assembled behind Thomas and were equally shocked.
“I know you’ve been stealing from me. I saw you frequent the locker room at least thrice during your shift. Come here, give me your bag. Let me see what’s inside.”
Giselle was frightened. She wanted to step back and run. “It’s nothing, sir. I just have my lunch box and a set of spare clothes in it.”
But Thomas hurried to her and snatched the bag from her hand. It was heavier than he thought.
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Some curious guests and staff flocked around Giselle and Thomas as he put the bag on a table and took out a little blanket from it. “Oh my God! What is this?!” he exclaimed as the rest gaped in shock.
“Mawww…Mawww…Mawww.” A newborn baby girl wriggled inside the bag, staring back at Thomas with big brown eyes. He was stunned.
“Sir, I can explain,” began Giselle…
“My husband died a few months ago when I was pregnant. After my baby came, I could not find work, and I had nobody to look after her when I joined here. I could not leave her alone at home, so I hid her in the bag and carried her to work. I frequented the staff to feed her and make sure she never made any noise. I was just protecting my baby. I’m not a thief. I didn’t take a crumb from here.”
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Thomas was moved to tears as the baby reminded him of the child he had lost way back. That day, he cried like a kid in front of everyone, exposing a side of him that nobody knew. Thomas folded his palms and immediately apologized to Giselle.
“I’m sorry, Miss Giselle. I lost my wife and child in an accident many years ago. I remained single after that because I feared losing my loved ones again. I never found true love after that. My loneliness turned me into a monster. I’m not bad at heart, but it’s just that I lived with the assumption that money could buy anything, even love. I was wrong.”
Giselle was teary-eyed after learning Thomas’s story. “Sir, I’m sorry for what you went through after losing your family. I’m glad you realized your mistake, at least now.”
Thomas returned the bag with the baby to Giselle. “You may return to work after a month. I’m giving you paid leave so that you can spend time with your child.”
Giselle smiled, and she left the eatery with her baby.
Thomas had decided to double Giselle’s salary once she returned to work so that it would help her hire a nanny to babysit her child while she was away at work. But did he stop flirting after that?!
Unsurprisingly, some old habits die hard, which was true in Thomas’s case! Although he stopped flirting with his female staff, he still did not completely stop hitting on other random women. Only time will tell if Thomas will succeed in finding true love again. But everyone, including Giselle, is glad he realized money isn’t everything.
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What can we learn from this story?
- Never take somebody’s helplessness for granted. Thomas took advantage of his position to flirt with his employee and coerce her to go on a date with him, regretting it later.
- A mother will do anything to protect her child. Giselle secretly brought her newborn baby to work in order to care for her while earning her keep. She risked her job to protect and care for her baby.
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I Came Home to Find My Daughter and Babysitter Missing — the AirTag Showed She Was at the Airport
A simple babysitting job turned into my worst nightmare when I came home and found the babysitter and my daughter missing! When I discovered what happened to them, who was involved, and why, I went into a rage!
In the 40 years I’ve been alive, I’ve experienced all kinds of things, but I never expected my life to turn into something out of a suspense novel! Last Friday, that’s exactly what happened! But before I get to that, let me give you some background information.
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My ex-husband, Daniel, and I split two years ago, and to say it was messy would be putting it mildly! His mother, Brenda, never liked me, but after the divorce, her resentment turned into something more, something bitter, personal, and relentless.
She saw me as the villain in Daniel’s life, the reason everything went wrong, and she made sure I knew it every chance she got. Since the divorce, things had been better with Brenda because I hardly had to deal with her.
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The only time we interacted was because of mine and Daniel’s daughter, Lily. She was five years old, bright, full of energy, and the only thing in my life that truly mattered.
At the beginning of the week of that fateful Friday, my baby girl had come down with a cold. Nothing serious, just enough to make her a little tired and sniffly. I hated leaving her at home, but I couldn’t take more time off work. Little did I know that my decision would land me in the most stressful situation I’ve ever been in!
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Having no other way out, daycare refused to attend to sickly children, and not wanting to reach out to Daniel or his mother, I had Jessica, my regular babysitter, watch her. Jessica was a sweet college student with impressive references, and she had always been reliable.
She’d been looking after Lily for months, and I trusted her completely. All went well while I was at work until that Friday evening. When I pulled into my driveway, I was already thinking about curling up on the couch with Lily and her favorite blanket to watch one of her beloved movies.
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I looked forward to cheering her up and had even picked up some soup for her on my way home. But the moment I stepped inside, something felt off.
The house was quiet. Too quiet.
No usual cartoons in the background. No little giggles. No soft humming from Jessica as she moved around the kitchen, singing along to the radio’s soft background music. Just silence.
My stomach dropped.
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“Lily?” I called out. “Jessica?”
Silence.
I moved quickly, checking the living room, the kitchen, Lily’s bedroom, nothing. My heart pounded harder with every empty space I found!
Maybe they had stepped outside? Gone for a short walk? But Jessica always let me know before taking Lily anywhere.
I pulled out my phone and called her. It rang. And rang. And rang.
No answer.
I tried again. Straight to voicemail.
Now, my hands were shaking. Something wasn’t right.
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Then I noticed it, Lily’s pink backpack was missing! The one she never left home without.
And that’s when I remembered.
The AirTag!
A few months ago, I had slipped the small tracking device inside that very bag. At the time, I had felt a little ridiculous, like I was being paranoid. But now, I was grateful for it!
I opened the tracking app, barely able to breathe as the location loaded.
And there it was.
Lily’s backpack was at the airport!
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My blood ran cold!
And for a second, my mind refused to process what I was seeing. The airport? What the hell was my daughter doing at the airport?!
I didn’t stop to think about it further. I knew I needed to act immediately! So I grabbed my keys and ran out!
The drive was a blur of red lights I barely stopped for and angry honks I ignored. I kept checking the app, refreshing the location over and over.
Still at the airport.
Still there.
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As I weaved my way through what little traffic there was, driving through red robots and dodging cars left and right, I couldn’t help the speculations forming in my mind. Was Jessica involved? Had she been tricked? Was my daughter being taken out of the city? Out of the country?
By the time I pulled into the parking lot, my entire body felt numb! I barely parked properly and didn’t even lock my car—I just ran!
I pushed through the crowd, scanning faces frantically. And then I saw it!
The pink backpack!
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And standing beside it—Jessica!
But she wasn’t alone.
Lily and Daniel were there. And Brenda!
Rage surged through me so fast it almost blinded me! I stormed toward them, my voice echoing across the terminal.
“What the hell is going on?!”
Jessica turned sharply, her eyes widening with panic. Daniel, on the other hand, barely reacted. And Brenda, she had the nerve to smile!!!
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“Oh, Charlotte,” she said smoothly, like we were old friends. “No need to make a scene, dear.”
I ignored her, my focus on my daughter. Lily turned, her little face lighting up as she saw me.
“Mommy!” she cried, running straight into my arms. She clung to me, her little fingers digging into my jacket. “They said we were going to the beach.”
I froze.
“The beach?” I pulled back slightly, looking down at her. “Who said that?”
She pointed at Brenda.
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My jaw tightened as I turned back to them. “You were taking her out of state?!” My voice was low, shaking with anger. “Without telling me?!”
Brenda sighed dramatically. “Charlotte, honestly—”
Daniel cut in, his voice cool and dismissive. “We’re taking her for treatment. You’re overreacting.”
“Treatment?” I snapped. “She has a cold!”
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“Sun and ocean air will fix her right up,” Brenda said, waving a hand. “We already booked the resort for two weeks.”
My stomach twisted! They had planned this. They had packed her bag, bought tickets, arranged everything, without saying a word to me!
Jessica let out a strangled gasp. “Wait—what?” She turned to Daniel and Brenda. “You told me she knew. You said she was meeting us here!”
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I looked at her sharply. “They lied to you, Jessica. They tricked you into bringing my daughter here.”
Jessica paled. “Oh my word! I—I didn’t know.”
I turned back to them, fury clawing its way up my throat. “You thought you could just take her?!”
Daniel sighed, rubbing his temples. “We thought she’d be better off with us for a while.”
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By now, airport security had started paying attention. I could see them watching, whispering into radios. Good!
I squared my shoulders, my voice steady. “This is kidnapping!”
Brenda’s fake smile wavered. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic. This is just a misunderstanding.”
I laughed, short, humorless. “Dramatic? A misunderstanding? You lied to a babysitter, packed up my daughter’s things, and bought plane tickets. What do you think this is?!”
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That was enough to make them move. Within minutes, airport police were questioning Brenda and Daniel. I clutched Lily to me, my heart still hammering, but she was safe. That was all that mattered.
“You manipulated Jessica into getting involved in your scheme to take my daughter away from me?” I challenged my ex-husband, cutting into what the guard was saying to him.
He shrugged. “We just made sure she didn’t question things too much.”
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As people started gathering closer to hear what all the drama and shouting was about, Daniel noticed. He knew at that point that they had lost. There was no way he’d take Lily away without explaining to the security guards what had actually happened.
Brenda, on the other hand, tried one last time. “Charlotte, darling, let’s not be rash, we were only trying to help Lily.”
“If you ever try to ‘help’ by doing something like this again,” I cut in, my voice sharp, “you will never see her again!”
Silence.
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Brenda’s lips pressed into a thin line, but she knew. They had pushed too far this time.
In a desperate attempt, my mother-in-law (MIL) huffed. It was clear she was trying to throw a tantrum. All that remained was for her to stomp her feet and throw herself on the ground!
Instead, she threw Daniel a pleading look, but he was already backing down. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Fine. Whatever. Take her.” He gestured toward Lily as if she were an object one could toss aside without a second thought.
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Without another word, I turned and walked away, Lily’s tiny arms still wrapped around my neck. I left them standing there, their grand plan crumbling around them.
Jessica quickly caught up with me, offering more apologies and asking for a second chance. A passing thought occurred to me as we walked, “Why didn’t you answer any of my calls?”
“My phone is in my bag. I didn’t hear it ring. When I got here, Daniel and Brenda were already waiting for us, so I rushed to them instead. I am so sorry, Charlotte. I should’ve known better,” she explained.
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I was too drained to deal with her, but I knew she was innocent in all of this. I’d seen how manipulative my ex and MIL could be, so I promised to get in touch with Jessica in a few days. I needed to think.
Understanding my predicament, Jessica waved goodbye to Lily, who gave a small smile and waved back apprehensively. My poor child wasn’t sure who to trust anymore, even her favorite babysitter had betrayed her.
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I hugged her tighter as I carried her to the car and realized that this was far from over.
They thought they could control me. That I’d just accept all this nonsense.
But they had no idea who they were dealing with.
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