Carnegie's Maid: A Novel Novels & Stories

I looked closely at the paper and when I looked at the back of the paper, there was a number on it. How can I call this number, I don’t have a phone anymore? Well, there’s nothing wrong if I’ll try, right? But how can a maid’s salary be 50k per month? Impossible. I mean, maybe it is possible if the person who’s looking for a maid is rich. I look at the two girls who are just near to me. As I can see, they’re holding the same paper as mine. “Look at this! They’re looking for a maid, the salary is 50k--“

I gazed at her longer to get a better look. That was when she also looked at me. “Oh…” Her eye colour… “Suna?” Clairmont stopped beside me. He seemed to follow my gaze when he asked, “Who’s that with Carter?” “Oh, that?” I unconsciously smirked, somewhat excited. I mean… “That, is the revered Minerva Lyle Williams, the female protagonist of this novel!” …What are the chances that I get to meet the female lead here?

Anyways, all of these will be mine someday. The middle-aged woman named Head Maid Annie introduced the maid which goes by the name Kara. That maid called Kara just nodded her head at me, avoiding my outstretched hand. ‘For real. I also don’t want to hold your hand!’ This filthy thing! She dared not to hold my hand! Hold it in, hold it in. If I don’t hold back myself, I am just gonna drag her out of this mansion and beat the hell out of her. Hold it in….

He was so nice to me and made his gaze so intense that it made heat erupt my whole body. I shook my head at whatever feeling I was having. He was my husband-to-be cousin and enemy. For all I know, he could be using me as a pawn in his game. A knock on the door interrupted my through. I sat upright and straightened my shoulders. A fair lady walked inside and greeted me. “Good evening, my lady. I am Maguse, your new maid,” she said, beaming with a smile. Maid? I have not even gotten married and I already had a mate?

I had to focus on the present, on navigating the treacherous waters of Cade's family dynamics. But as I turned away from the window, I couldn't shake the feeling that Cain Island was trying to tell me something, that it held secrets and stories that only I could hear. And I couldn't help but wonder what those secrets might be. A brief knock on the door broke my reverie, and a girl dressed in the maid's uniform walked in. "Good day, Mrs. Callaghan," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm Tracy, your personal maid." I raised an eyebrow, taken aback by the sudden appearance of a maid. "I don't need a personal maid; I can do my things myself," I said, trying to sound firm but polite.

they all bowed low I watched them for some seconds and they was a middle aged woman and two girls who were about my age or younger, they all took a bow as the middle aged woman spoke "Welcome home Mrs Carter, I'm Darlene Vane, I'm the head maid, and here is Carla and Vivian" she said pointing at the two other ladies with her, they both nod and smiled at me,my mood turned sour, I knew that as I was married to a Carter this was going to happen, but I hoped it wasn't going to be so soon, I've always hated the fact that people has to bow and serve me and will always be on my Beck and call, I loved being independent, I learnt how to cook from my days in college and can do my cleaning myself. I pr

Chapter 36 The moment we step in ,three maids walked toward us. ',good afternoon ma' ' good afternoon sir' they chorused. ',those are your maids Caro' mark said,I nod as I looked at them from head to toe as if they are not human. The smiles on their face vanished. ' this is Brenda,the cook, Tia the cleaner and barbie your personal maid' mark said,as the maids nod ,I was speechless. ' this is Caro, your mistress,don't think I employ you. She is the one.so try all your helps to respect her' mark said. The maid nod.

he paused for a while, “you're trying to tell me that the burn on that maid's hand was caused by Anita.” “Bingo!!!” “That girl literally placed her hand into a pot of scorching hot water,” Shivers ran down my spine when I remembered the horrific scene. “So, why do you want me to move back into that house?” “I can't leave only her in that house. You are going to be the middleman between us, Anita knows that she can't mess with the maid.” “The maid is your pawn…” I spun my pen slowly, “Technically, yes, but a very strong-willed pawn and her name is Ciara, so are you moving in or not?”

He was always the gainer. "Why does he keep other girls then?" "Maybe I am not enough. I never was. I was and I am just a part of his desires." Carla's eyes widened hearing her words. She was new in this mansion. Before her two maids were killed and their bodies were found in pieces because they called the master a monster. When Carla was appointed to this job, she got to know about the fate of the previous maids. Since then she decided to keep her lips sealed. But seeing today's brutality she failed to keep herself silent. She blurted out everything that she was holding for a long.

The morning aftermath feels rushed, like someone skipped breakfast and went straight for the mundane problem-solving. Somewhere down the hall, the maid coughed. I recognised the cough. Marta, my grey-haired maid. She had the kind of cough that said she’d buried more people than she’d sheets tucked in. But the sound of her cough was deceptive, as I’ve learned the previous evening. Marta was talking low to another maid—it was one of the younger ones I guessed, with eyes of a deer caught in a headlight. “The books were still open when they found him,” the young maid whispered.