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Chapter 4

Author: Penwitch
last update Last Updated: 2023-03-27 14:09:33

It was 7 o'clock in the morning ,Juliet's eyes twitch a little due to the sun ray reflecting her eyes.She blinks rapidly managing to open her eyes to see Annabel awake.



“You are awake early” Juliet yawns, stretching her hands.



“I am a little bit excited for my new job, so I got up early”Annabel excitedly squeaked.



“That’s good to hear”Juliet smiles before getting out of bed.

“I was waiting for you to be awake, I need to get to the house early”Annabel groans.



“Don’t you want me to take you there?”Juliet asked.



“You don’t have to, I will go there myself and besides you need to go to work”Annabel pointed out.



“Okay then, promise to visit every weekend,”Juliet grins.



“I promise to visit every weekend,” Annabel repeats.



They both hugged each other and said their goodbyes.

‘I really hope I made the right choice getting her this job’ Juliet murmur’s to herself watching as Annabel leaves.




On getting to the house, Annabel had only one thing in mind and that was to get rid of any thoughts of the two brothers. She knows how difficult it was for her to finally get this job and also what Juliet went through to finally get her the job.

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‘I am finally here’ she sighs…

She went in, she was a lot confused about where she was supposed to go or who she was supposed to meet.



“You are the new house keeper, right?” A woman who seems to be in her mid fifties asks.



“Yes.. yes I am” Annabel stuttered.

“Come with me then” she said as she walked away. Annabel followed her immediately.



They went to the kitchen. Annabel gasped as soon as she saw the kitchen. The kitchen was so big and it had amazing decor. It was covered with golden accessories. The plates, spoons, tiles, the tiles on the wall e.t.c everything was golden.

“Is this a kitchen?” Annabel asked, feeling mesmerized by the kitchen.



“Yes, this is the kitchen. You will take care of the kitchen and also the rooms”,the woman explained to her. “But firstly, I will take you to your room for you to get dressed”, she added.



“Wait, I never got to introduce myself. My name is Annabel” she introduced with a cheeky smile.



“Call me Mrs Jones” she demanded.

“Nice to meet you Mrs jones” she politely stretches her hand towards her resulting in the woman doing the same.



“Why aren’t you calling yourself your husband's name?” She asks as her curiosity kicks in.



“Well, I like to be called my name instead,” she replied awkwardly.

“You young lads into marriage“ she slightly chuckles “I guess it is fine if you want me to call you by your first name”, she agreed.



“I would love that” Annabel declares.

“Now let me take you to your room” she walks towards a direction as Annabel follows behind.



Annabel went to her room. She gasped once again when she saw her room. It was a lot bigger than Juliet’s whole house. The decor was nothing to compare, it doesn’t feel like she will be living as a housekeeper, it feels like she is being treated like a princess.



“Is this room for me?” She doubtfully uttered dumbfounded by the room.



“Yes, this is where you will be staying” she announced 

“This place is incredible!”Annabel squeaks in excitement but immediately replaces it with a nervous laugh on seeing the woman's facial expression.

“It is just so hard to believe that a person like me will ever get to live in a place like this” she expresses with a low tone.



“Let’s get you your uniform” Mrs Jones utters ignoring her sappy story.



She reached out to the wardrobe and brought a typical maid outfit. It was a black and white dress and it also came with black and white socks and also uncomfortable shoes.



“Do I really have to wear these shoes?” Annabel  whimpers



“You have to wear it at all times, the outfit is also part of your job” she sternly stated.



“I guess I don’t have any choice then” she sighs….



“I will leave you to get ready. Be back in five minutes.  Don’t worry about your luggage, the butler will have it brought to your room”she tells her before exiting the  room.



‘She is a little bit cold’ Annabel mutters.



Annabel took another look at her room, she still couldn’t believe that she would get to spend most of her life in this particular house. She gets so excited thinking about it.



She heard a knock on her door. She was guessing that it had to be the butler. Mrs Jones did say the butler was going to get her luggage. She opened the door, it was indeed the butler.



“I was told to bring your luggage up here” he coldly stated.

“Thank you so much” Annabel said as she took her luggage from him. “I…” she was about to say something else but the butler left immediately.



‘That was rude’ she remarks.



Annabel unpacked her luggage and put all her belongings in the wardrobe. Her wardrobe was so big, it looked empty because of the little cloth she came with. She noticed the bathroom in the room. She went in and was shocked to see how the bathroom was, it was all white and so beautiful and smelt so nice.

‘This doesn’t feel like a housekeeper’s room, I wish Juliet could stay here with me’ she expresses . ‘I should get ready immediately’, she walks towards the bathroom..



She took a quick shower and got ready for work immediately. The uniform fit perfectly, she was a little uncomfortable with the shoe, but she had no choice but to wear it.



“I see you are dressed up for work” Mrs Jones utters as soon as I eyes sighted her.

“I am ready for work!” she  declares.



“You are assigned to clean the kitchen, take this” she handed her a box of cleaning utensils. “don’t make a mess when cleaning”, she warns her.



“You don’t have to worry about anything, I have got everything under control” Annabel assures her.




Annabel looks a little bit confused about the whole thing, she has no idea how to start cleaning the place, the place is so different from what she was used to.

She was doing a good job, but the universe wasn’t on her side as she twisted her ankle and fell down. She didn’t just fall down, she grabbed onto something and that made the counter break and everything on it came crashing to the ground.

‘Arrghh’  She cries in pain.



She made a mess everywhere. Mrs Jones came immediately as soon as she heard the noise, she was so pissed when she saw what had happened to the kitchen.



“I am so sorry, I made a mistake and I promise it won’t happen again” she apologized.




“It is fine, you are still new here. You will adjust in no time… you should go get cleaned up. I will take care of the mess”,she offers

“I will do it. I created the mess, so it is only right I clean it up” she declined her offer.

“Ma’am wouldn’t like it if she sees you this way, so go get cleaned up” she  stated, Annabel was a bit adamant but she later gave in and did exactly what she was told.

Annabel went back to her room to go get herself cleaned up. It didn’t take a while until she was done with cleaning herself up.

Immediately she went back to the kitchen as soon as she was done. She was so shocked to see that the kitchen was spotless already.



“I have a special job for you. You have to go clean Sir Andrew’s room” she orders.

“Who is that?” Annabel asked with confusion laced in her tone.

“The second son’s room” she replied. Annabel’s eyes immediately widened, knowing that she had to go to one of the brother’s rooms.

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