บททั้งหมดของ A Maid For The Ruthless Brothers : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Elsie He didn't take my hand this time, but he walked beside me as we moved through the corridors, straight toward the main, formal lounge where the older family members had gathered for the after-party. We stopped at the door. I took a deep breath. This was it. I was walking into the lion's den. Caleb pushed the door open. The conversation inside stopped dead. About twenty people were in the room: Malcolm, Aunt Olivia, Aunt Margaret, Uncle Harold, and a few close business partners. They were all holding brandy snifters, their faces relaxed from wine and gossip. They all stared. Not at Caleb, but at me. The maid, wearing the Chanel dress, was standing beside the cold, controlled son. Aunt Olivia recovered first. Her face twisted into a mask of disgust. "Caleb!" she shrieked, her voice high and tight. "What are you doing? Who is she? Isn't she one of the maids? What is this thing doing in the family gathering?" Her words were cruel and sharp, meant to cut me down immedia

Elsie When I opened my eyes, my body ached all over. My head felt heavy, my muscles stiff, and it took me a moment to remember I was in Jacob’s room. My heart gave a startled jump. Morning light slipped through the white curtains. I pushed up, wincing at the deep soreness in my side. I had to get up. If I didn’t get my chores done, I could lose my job — and I couldn’t afford that. Not now. I pushed myself upright, gripping the bedpost. I looked down. I was wearing Jacob’s white shirt, hanging loose on me. My uniform was gone. Panic tightened in my chest. I couldn't be caught in this shirt. I was reaching for the door when it burst open. Aiden stood there, eyes sharp, worry mixed with surprise. "You’re awake," he said, his voice rough. "Are you sure it was Lena you saw when you fell?" The memory flashed—the slick floor, the sting of the fall. "Yes," I said. "It was her." Before he could respond, another voice filled the doorway. "Already did." Caleb walked in, his face

Caleb "I'm surprised you came here, Caleb. Olivia shut the door of her modest home behind me. Her living room was cluttered with cheap old furniture and shelves. One would assume that the almighty Sarah Lancaster’s sister would be living in luxury. Too bad she doesn’t give a fuck about family. “Don’t lie to me, Olivia. Where is she?” I didn’t wait for her answer. I already knew how this would go. Still, I wanted to hear the lie fall from her mouth. It made the next move cleaner. It made the rage easier to measure. I stood tall, letting the silence press between us. "You know why I'm here, Aunt Olivia." She grimaced, twisting her mouth into a cynical smile. She hated that title. "Don't call me that. It’s bad enough your mother uses the word 'sister.'" She led me into the kitchen, which was even smaller and messier than the living room. "What is it? Did Sarah finally try to kill Malcolm?" "Worse," I said, my voice deliberately flat. "She escaped the facility this morning. W

Elsie I paused outside the door to the private lounge, my heart thumping hard in my chest. I didn't want to be here. Not one bit. But I had no choice. As the maid for the Lancaster brothers, I had to obey their rules. My head hurt under the bandage wrapped tightly around it. And my leg throbbed with each step, making me limp as I pushed the door open. Sunlight streamed through the large windows, illuminating the long oak table set for breakfast. Jacob sat at one end, his wide shoulders stretching his shirt. He looked so strong, so in control, just like when he took me. Next to him was Zaza, with her messy dark hair and those silver nose rings shining. She sat with her legs crossed, looking all relaxed. “Good, you made it, Elsie,” Zaza said, smiling at me. But her smile didn't touch her eyes. 'You're just in time. Come sit.' I nodded, my face getting hot. I limped over to the empty chair across from them and sat down slowly, pulling my maid's skirt over my thighs. I kept my

Aiden I grabbed Lena's hand tight and yanked her toward the front door. “Get out,” I said through my teeth. She stumbled after me, her heels clicking on the floor. The door flew open as I pulled her outside onto the porch. With one hard shove, I tossed her forward. She hit the ground with a thud, her skirt riding up her thighs. She pushed herself up on her hands and knees, dirt smudging her palms. Her eyes flashed with anger as she stood. “Aiden, you will regret this,” she spat, brushing off her clothes. I stepped closer, towering over her. “Did you think I'd settle for you? Someone who cheated on my brother with me. If you can betray him, what made you think I trust you? You're just a piece of shit.” Lena straightened up fully. She didn't back down or look away. She dusted her skirt one last time and met my gaze head-on. “You will regret treating me this way,” she said, her voice low and sharp. “Your entire family is going to pay for disgracing me.” I felt a chill run down