Carnegie's Maid: A Novel Novels & Stories

Author’s POV “Let me do it, my lady, please.” The maid begged Celine on her knees. The others joined in too. Celine threw her head to the back feeling burdened all over again. No matter how hard she tries to keep Callum's monstrous side away from everyone in the house. His attitude towards her eventually pushes her to start acting mean to the poor maids and her own children.

It was late now and guards were standing everywhere , I had on my night gown and slippers walking around the mansion . I really couldn’t concentrate on anything not even walking ,my thoughts were consumed with Cain , I wonder if he was with some other woman , maybe the one who came to our suite this morning, they seemed comfortable for him to have been shirtless in her presence. Now my horny feeling is turning to jealousy…. “Regina “ The sound of my name makes me to turn around to meet a wealthily dressed Mr Adams . I don’t know what to respond with ,should I call him sir since I work for his family as a maid ? Although I don’t work for him directly or should I call him mr Adams , I just rem

For this first selection, it turned out that Mia and Lynda were entitled to go to the mansion. However, there was still a final selection that they had to pass where only one maid was needed in the mansion to serve their young master. But there are still things that make Lynda think, why do you have to wait a month to get a big salary? Have there been people who have applied to be a maid before, but no one has ever lasted a month? Is the young master in question a cruel and heartless character? For some reason, Lynda's hair stood on end at the thought of being confronted with such a young master.

“ Okay so what area did you guys get, before she started saying that she never told you that she had a daughter and a husband, “ Ava asked. Granny and I both rolled our eyes at the question that Ava just asked the maid. The maid was about to answer when I cut her short by saying “ Seriously Ava?! Is that question really necessary right now? “ “ Of course it is, maybe we can trace the houses in the vicinity and ask around, “ Ava said. Granny nodded her head in agreement, but I still understand how what Ava just said would be of help. “ What area did you guys reach before she started began crying and shouting? “ Granny asked the maid who tilted her head back in thought, with her brows furrowed

"Did you have a nightmare? Don’t worry. Papa is here. " Yes, he is still here, and I need to protect him. After wandering in the cruel memories, I open my eyes to see the people that I missed in the past. The home that I longed for. Such warm days. Since I grew up a little, I was assigned a maid. Her name is Caroline. I remember her from my past. She was a caring person that died while giving birth to a boy. Right! Let’s strengthen her body for better delivery. " It’s time for your tea soon. Do you want to take it with your mother ? " asked Caroline.

Cordelia’s late father had left behind an inheritance they’d both been waiting for. Brittany smiled warmly at her beloved daughter. “Darling, today is our day. Carter’s fortune will soon be ours.” Veronica nodded, her eyes shining with anticipation. “Of course, Mom. Cordelia is just a weak little thing who knows nothing. She’s even ruined our family’s good name.” Brittany snorted. “That foolish girl doesn’t deserve a single thing from this family.” The doorbell rang. A servant quickly opened the door, and Pierre, Carter’s lawyer, entered carrying a thick folder. His face was calm but firm, befitting his profession.

Dark stopped in the hallway, one brow rising, his eyes locking onto the girl who practically formed a pretzel on the floor. “Miss Hermenez?” he said softly, surprise evident. Roxane tried to hide her embarrassment while fixing herself. Her knees still trembling, she forced a polite smile. “Good morning, Ma’am!” she greeted Carrissa shyly, cheeks red. “I’m the new maid… but don’t worry, I rarely trip. It’s just… your floor is too slippery. Very… Paris.” Carrissa responded with a tight smile, though her raised eyebrow was barely hidden. She was not used to scenes like this—especially in front of the man she wanted.

A few hours ago I'm Alice Clark. I'm twenty and have been working as a maid for the Wilson family since my mother died a year ago. Accepting my mother's death and then beginning to work as a maid to settle my mother's debt to the Wilson family were the most strenuous days of my life. I had no option but to work as a maid at this mansion.

Cold wind swept down with falling snowflakes. An old house on 13th Street had been completely rebuilt. The interior furnishings were fully restored, and even the old locust tree had been returned to its original place. This was Caio's birthday gift to her for the new year. Gianna knelt in front of the tombstone. "Grandma, I'm back. The home is still here, and so is the tree, but I can't stay here with you anymore. I'm going to live a new life. Don't worry. I'm not alone."

Looks like they were waiting for me already. I was rushed to a patient room and there I began work. *************** *~ In Third Person's Point Of View ~* The maid just finished making the children have their bathe. She was drying up their body and signing. Caroline could recognize that song. “Where do you know that from?” She asked the maid. “Ohio I sing it for the children I take care of.” The maid replied with a smile. “Why don't you sing it to us?” Elena asked.