03. That Woman Is Just A Servant

"Argh!"

An empty bucket was thrown at the thin body of a beautiful girl named Samantha Wallach. Her entire body was drenched in mopping water that smelled bad and dusty, and the dust had turned into mud that pooled at the bottom of the bucket. Samantha's neat appearance had turned ugly, and several other employees were watching her mistreatment. They stared at Samantha with pity, while the others seemed satisfied with what Samantha was getting from their employer, Carol White.

"Why hasn't any of your work been completed at all? Why are the garments consumers are still selecting being cleaned up and placed back into the display case on purpose?" a gorgeous-looking woman with long, slightly wavy, reddish-colored hair that looked beautiful. She shouted at Samantha.

Carol White glared at Samantha with her fists clenched, ready to give the servant girl a swift beating. "Because of your behavior, my customers might think that they can't afford to buy clothes in this shop! You know what?! Because of you, I almost lost a customer, and lost money! You bitch! Why don't you just die like your father!" Carol White kicks Samantha in the stomach with so much force that she almost spits out her guts

Samantha Wallach's simple mistake was to clean up the clothes that a customer had carelessly picked up, the customer didn't look like they wanted to buy, they just looked, put and some of the clothes they picked up from the window were even thrown as if they were cheap items that could be bought in an unbranded clothing store.

Samantha never thought that what she was doing was wrong, she didn't want the hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of clothes to be ruined by customers that they had just met coming into the store that day. However, what she did was wrong, Carol White, her employer, thought otherwise, and what Samantha had done had angered Carol.

"Forgive me, madam. I didn't mean it like that, I-"

Carol kicked Samantha's leg a few more times just because Samantha said something back. Although it was an apology, it made Carol even angrier, and she continued to vent her frustration by being rude to Samantha.

"Don't you remember how much debt you and your father had accumulated? The whole amount is 1.5 million dollars! You need to act like a decent human being here to pay your debts!" Carol White cursed with her legs still kicking, ignoring Samantha's screams.

Samantha deliberately kept her mouth shut to prevent any sound from escaping and further infuriating the hostess of the house where she worked. However, it's not that Samantha doesn't feel pain every time she's kicked. It's just that she tries not to make a loud noise and be seen as insubordinate.

Carol, who was still unsatisfied, continued kicking while bringing up Samantha's debt. "You must remember that with that much debt, it will take you at least half of your life to repay it by working for me!"

Samantha was holding back the scream because of the pain she was experiencing, but Carol, who didn't like what she saw, Carol grabbed Samantha's right hand and pulled it away from her. Samantha tried to apologize quietly, but Carol ignored her and stepped on Samantha's palm with the heel of her shoe.

Samantha screamed in her heart, her mouth locked, because if she uttered a single word, Carol would be even more cruel to her. Her body shivering with pain, she was sure that all of Carol's kicks and rough treatment would leave bruises that would not disappear in two or three days.

But what could Samantha do? Fight back? Of course, she wouldn't be able to do that. Carol White finally stopped when one last kick hit Samantha in the ribs and left the young woman curled up in a ball, sobbing silently.

Carol was struggling for air and turned to Samantha with pleasure. Samantha had nearly damaged the shop's reputation among clients, and she had had enough of torturing her. "You should be grateful that I spared your life. Therefore, work hard to pay off the debts that continue to mount each year."

Before speaking to Samantha, who was still crouching on the ground, Carol White took a long breath to regain control of her emotions. She then took time to adjust her outfit. "I'm still generous enough to hire you here and feed you well, so work hard, take care of the house, and shop as you should to pay off your huge debts. Otherwise, I'll keep beating you. Do you comprehend? Samantha nodded in response to Carol White's question, and then Carol eventually turned around and left Samantha trembling on the ground.

Trembling with pain and tears streaming down her face, Samantha felt her calves ache, the bones in her legs were about to break, and her skin was chafing under her trousers. Likewise, the skin on her palms was peeling off after being stepped on by Carol earlier.

Even though Carol mistreated Samantha, no one tried to help her. They were all too scared of Carol White and decided to do nothing but ignore Samantha. Samantha wasn't surprised by what was happening to her now, the same treatment she had been getting for the past few years became even worse after Carol White totaled up her late father's debts which were growing yearly. Samantha couldn't rebel, she just wished she could get up before a customer came in and saw her in that horrible appearance that would get her into even more trouble.

With both legs aching from being kicked and trampled by Carol White, Samantha tried to walk away from the backyard, carrying the bucket that had been thrown, and the dirty water splashed on her.

There was no more complaining, it was all too familiar for Samantha, it was as if she no longer had any self-respect, not even crying over herself. She was just a servant and a maid, she deserved this kind of treatment from her employer.

Arriving at the locker room, Samantha immediately took off her wet clothes, her whole body felt very painful, there were a lot of bruises and abrasions left on her body, and all the wounds looked very new, which meant Samantha received all the bad treatment from Carol White many times without stopping.

"A-ah!"

Samantha's scream was caught in her throat when her injured palm accidentally touched the hem of the garment she was opening. It was so painful that it made her thin hand tremble with a stinging sensation that traveled to her shoulder.

Samantha tried her best to endure the pain as she threw her dirty clothes on the floor and walked towards the shower room to clean herself from the dirt and mud stuck in her hair.

But every drop of shower water that touched her skin was so painful and horrible for Samantha that she couldn't even stand up and chose to curl up on her knees, leaning against the wall and letting the water pour down on her head relentlessly. Letting all the dust, dirt, and tears flow down the drain, taking away the sadness and pain she gets almost every day.