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Third POV

Ivy is outside and at the back yard of her big mansion. She is actually next to the big pool.

She is in a white sexy swim suit that exposed her enormous curves. She also has brown sun shades on and a big brown hat. She is lying on a beach bench, taking the burning sun.

She heaved a sigh as a middle aged-looking woman in the typical maid attire walked towards her with a tray of a glass of orange juice on it. It has a slice of orange and a tiny pink umbrella attached to the glass.

Getting to the spot where Ivy is, the maid picked up the glass and leaned towards Ivy.

"Your juice, ma'am." The maid said.

"What the hell kept you?" Ivy asked, without looking at her.

The maid stood up straight. "I am sorry, ma'am."

Ivy heaved a sigh as she collected the glass from the maid.

"It is not your fault, Marian. It is mine. I had to hire an old hag like you," Ivy said as she sat up.

The maid gave her a slight bow.

"Just leave, you look hideous." Ivy said.

"Sorry, ma'am." The mai