Chapter 163: The Heiress Trapped!

[Juliette’s POV]

The door closed and the lock clicked.

This is expected of Randy Virtus's household—maximum security and zero humanity.

I scanned the room and realised that it was the guest room—the least important room of all rooms in a rich man's mansion—and sighed a helpless sigh.

I’m in big trouble. There’s nothing here that I can use. The room is almost empty except for the furniture. And I can’t leave. Plus, I have to finish cleaning or they’ll be suspicious.

One mistake and you leave. No pay, no coming back here.

Humph! That dull expression of the housekeeper, a large lady with breasts the size of two pumpkins stuffed in the most boring black dress (black again). That grey expression can zap the fun out of a lollipop.

Let’s see… let’s start with dusting then. I still remember it, Margaret. Dust, change the sheets then vacuum.

I took the feather duster and started at the row of cabinets next to the main exit. There are no drawers… no shelves… no books… no photo frames…. Je