Carnegie's Maid: A Novel Novels & Stories

the maid said when she took her to the living room. "Thank you," "All right Ma'am, if you excuse me... I'm going to cook breakfast for Sir Wren." Carnation nodded at the maid and smiled. When the maid left the living room Carnation was just quietly waiting. Until she heard something break inside the study room. Concerned, she got up and went to the door of the room only to be surprised to find Wregan's mother there— the room's door was not closed properly so she could see the two inside the study.

It seems like I'll be needing a new maid That was my maid who just quit her job And i only gave her that bonus because she has been with me for a long time And she has been loyal. You might be wondering why a wealthy man like me would have only one maid for a mansion as big as mine Well i don't want too much females around me, they make me sick So i hire housekeepers who are all males, they take care of the house While my maid takes care of all the cooking in the house ****************************** ************* Caleb my maid just quit her job so i want you to put out a poster for the job okay ''Okay sir''

​Carolina rushed out of the mansion, catching up to the old maid at the gates. "Wait! You didn't do it, did you?" ​The maid remained silent. ​"You don't even go near Justin. How could you?" ​"I was just careless," the maid muttered. "There's nothing to worry about." ​"You didn't do it on purpose, right?" Carolina pressed, hoping for a denial. ​"I don't know," the maid said vaguely. Her hand slipped from Carolina’s grip as she walked through the gates. Adrian watched the entire exchange from his study window, his expression unreadable.

"Well, that isn't a nobody, Cynthia." Cynthia let out a loud, mocking laugh, waving her hand in the air to dismiss the worker’s words. "Oh, please! Don't believe everything you read in the cheap newspapers! Let me tell you the real truth about the Carnegie situation. Yes, her father was a Carnegie, but do you know who her mother was?" Vanessa leaned in closer, her eyes shining. "Who?"

My hand trembled over my mouth when I saw the terms of the contract that presented Andrew the opportunity to jointly own and control everything Beatrice had in her name. Andrew didn't just marry an heiress but has become an accidental billionaire, and I, his maid. My voice was pitch high. I continued to read the document, but now more desperately, and when I reached the terms that stated the breaches of the agreement, I settled into the chair and read in full concentration.

Carl stated as they awaited their food. The door opened and in came the food served by various hands and as they all opened the plate, the urge to eat became evident as Carl had already started eating not caring of courtesy of saying grace to the moon goddess. "God... am so hungry. This food is so delicious and to think that one of these maidens made it" the maidens in Question were beautiful women hired to make sure that the houses are neat and duly taken care of. Carl was already winking at one, when the door opened and another man all dressed in a long trench coat entered.

I pushed, praying for her to say it so I can finally vent my anger. "Who do you think you are? You're just a cheap slut who thinks she can seduce her way into easy life!" Maid two said, her appearance is nothing to write home about. "Ohh, you think I'm worthy enough to seduce the oh so mighty Mr Damon? You think too highly of me sweetie, but I'll have to thank you for that, you know you'll never be able to seduce anyone with a face like that!!" I smiled overly sweetly.

We had to find a way to clear our names and escape Cara's toxic grasp. "When could we ever steal from you?" I asked, trying to defend ourselves against Cara's accusations. "You're always surrounded by guards and servants, and your valuables are locked away." But Cara wouldn't listen. "You're nothing but worthless thieves!" Cara sneered, her voice dripping with contempt. "You're like rats, scavenging for scraps and stealing from those who are better than you. You're pathetic, weak, and utterly despicable. You don't deserve to breathe the same air as me, let alone share the same space."

“But listen, I do have something for you. An opportunity.” Tessy straightened a little, curiosity pushing past her irritation. “What kind of opportunity?” “I spoke with some people,” Grams began carefully. “There’s a position open. Not charity, not a handout, just work. A maid job. Before you frown…” she lifted a hand, cutting Tessy off, “...hear me out. They already have a head maid. She wants someone trustworthy under her, someone to oversee the basics and keep things in order. You won’t be scrubbing floors all day; there are plenty of servants for that. She just needs someone dependable. Someone like you.”

the maid said. Every maid in the Hamilton Villa is scared of Carlos. His behavior towards them is always indecent. They bear everything because the salary is too good. They all are poor and they are humans. Humans in this society are considered weak. So all they could get ate these maid kinds of jobs. So they endure it for the sake of their families. "Wake Caroline up and tell Carlos to go and engage Drake" Sarah ordered. The maid did exactly as Sarah told her to do. As soon as Carlos heard that Drake came to visit, his face became a mask of panic. He still remembers the way Drake kicked him out from the Hamilton Mansion because of that human maid.