All Chapters of Rebirth of the naive maid: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Seven years ago...Freya's p.o.v "Everyone gather around, " Agnes clapped her hands as all the maids assembled at the staff quarters, meters away from the kitchen. It is only 9:00 in the morning and everyone as usual, are changed into their maid attires and frock—a typical situation for every worker at the Slade's mansion before leaving for their duty post. It is not unusual to have Agnes summon us this way, for it could only mean one thing.An emergency or important guest arrival.And as the head maid of the Slade's mansion, it is only normal and ideal she informs us before hand about whatever it is.Everyone settled in the staff quarters in no time and Agnes began her announcement. "Today, we will be having an important guest in our midst. Mr. Edmond's eldest son will be arriving from abroad and I want to make it clear to everyone of you that there will be zero tolerance for procrastination or laziness," Agnes's stern face warned, then turned to Juliana. "I hope you understand

Ethan's p.o.v I dropped the cigarette clenched between my fingers into the ash tray in front of me as I gather around some of my old friends in a lounge in the club. It's been several weeks since I returned from the States and I just couldn't get my mind off Freya— her dark wavy hair, brown almond eyes, rosy lips and most importantly her intelligence. She really got me wowed the first time we met and I figured we have so much in common aside that she doesn't know Martha isn't my actual mother. Her presence around me is the only thing that keeps me in sane in the mansion —not with dad or Martha or anyone else. I knew Martha wasn't pleased with my coming home, but my father insisted I come. I have been summoned for my engagement with Jane, my father's friend in the business world, but with greater power and influence than my father. After my mother died at child birth, my father remarried when I was just threw. By the time Martha had Evans, I could sense she wasn't pleased wit

Freya's p.o.v"Three weeks pregnant?" Mrs. Martha read out loud as my grandma presented my pregnancy report to her. "And why are you telling me this? or how is this any of my business?" Martha flinged the paper back to my grandma. My grandma watched as the paper settled on the ground. "I mean it's OK if she wouldn't be working here anymore. This is enough excuse already."Mrs. Martha turned back to leave for the stairs. My grandma picked the result from the floor."It matters because it's Ethan's."Shocked by the statement, Mrs. Martha almost toppled on the stairs. She turned, stepping down to meet us.I hid anxiously behind my grandma."Ethan's?" she asked. "Did you just say the child is Ethan's?""Yes, Ma'am.""And how am I supposed to believe that?"Even with Martha's embarrassing smirk, my grandma remained resolute in front of her. "Because it's Ethan's, Ma'am.""Oh, really?" Martha drifted away from my grandma and her gaze fell on me. I trembled behind my grandma with a sense of