Devious Maids Remi Novels & Stories

she got angrier at Judy as she didn't know Judy's situation. She marched towards her and tried to get a strong grip on Judy's hair. "Hey, what are you guys doing? The young master is coming tonight also. We should prepare his room," a young girl who looked the same age as Judy, ran towards them and prevented the maid from harassing Judy. "What? Young master? Really? I'm going to prepare his favorite dinner," that maid got excited instantly and ran away. Judy sighed as she got finally released from a headache. She looked towards the young maid and smiled.

Mafia’s Maid Ashley gets startled as her alarm roars in the room disturbing her sleep along with Chloe. She had to get up earlier to her master Jeremy as he was a bit demanding about everything. She went to take a bath and wore her dress completing her daily routine. She entered the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He didn’t tell her anything specific so she was free to choose anything for breakfast.

“Dad, I'm not kid anymo–” “She thinks she's better than me? Where is she?” We heard a demonic scream. “Come on out bitch!” They all ran out with the men standing in front. Staggering towards them was a woman with a test streaked face. “Oh there she is,” she said in a cheery voice. “My dear friend, Remi.” Remi managed to recognise Debbie under all the mess.

“You are so silly Maddie, do you know what would have happened if I hadn't done that? “We don't have enough time to continue salivating over this!” “Okay!, like I was saying, there is one more thing that needs to be done, then you can finally become the only heir! , don't worry about it, I will take care of it!” Maltida pledged, then a sneaky smile appeared on her face, and flips her hair. After listening to her speak, Mrs. Remas took an excuse and left the house. “I will give you a call later in the day Gwenneth ”

A female reporter asked perceptively. Debbie closed her eyes, feeling a headache. How did everything become such a mess? What Velma told her was that she wanted to go to the room to change her clothes. And when Debbie went to the bathroom and saw Michelle insulting Marilyn, she decided to wait for Marilyn and ridicule her. Just as she was about to leave, she heard her daughter's voice on TV. This time, Velma really brought shame to the Remington family. "Mrs. Remington, please answer the question I just asked." The female reporter looked at Debbie with a sharp gaze and continued to press hard.

I engrossingly stared at nearly all that were present in the living room not until i mistakenly hit an arm chair and fell down on it. I have totally forgotten that Mrs Benson is here with me. “Sit”Mrs Benson ordered. She couldn't even say Sorry. It's My fault anyways I quickily sat on that same chair that I tripped on. “You’re here to work as an housemaid right?”She asked me. “Yes ma’am”I replied trying to avoid eye-contact with the woman. “How old are you?” Mrs Benson asked. “I’m eighteen ma’am” “Eighteen? Are you sure?"

He is right, where he, a billionaire’s son and where am I, a maid; a maid with no background. All of sudden a loud shrill voice comes from the living room, I drop the mop from my hand and hurry my way to the living. When I reach the entrance I see all the maids being lined up and one of the security guard is checking their body. “I will call the police if I don’t get my necklace! My Tiffany’s diamonds! I want them back!!” Mrs. Fleming is screaming at all the maids. I watch the maids being checked, they are being treated so badly. As far as I know, all the maids are honest and good at their work. But who will explain this to Mrs. Fleming, for her poor people are thieves, slackers, who doesn't

but what was I supposed to say? Just then, the door creaked open, and Remi walked in, dressed up like she was on a runway. The moment I saw her, I recalled Essence's words about her being the one who sent out our viral sex tape. I didn't want to act out in front of Asher, he had already been exposed to too much toxicity. I would play along and teach Remi a lesson when the time was right. “Guess who came to see you, baby?” she cooed. “Mommy’s here!”

He forced a smile and headed down the stairs toward the living room exit. Left alone, I found my way to the kitchen, and I peeped to see if the maids were too busy before entering. Cathryn quickly caught sight of me, and she paused, stirring something in a large pot. “Ma'am Vera, do you want something?” She asked and I had no choice but to enter. It was just her and another maid. I guess a lot of maids were relieved of their jobs after the Mnemos incident. “Not really," I said. The other maid turned around and slightly bowed to me then turned back to what she was doing.

“They’ll get used to you being here. You start work tomorrow morning at six. Maria, one of the other maids, will show you the ropes.” ::::::::::::: Morning came too soon. Maria, a woman in her fifties with kind eyes but a strict tone, woke me while it was still dark. “Come on, girl,” she said. “We’ve got a lot to do before the family wakes up.” The work was brutal, scrubbing floors, cleaning bathrooms, washing dishes, helping with meal prep. My hands were raw by midmorning, my back ached terribly, but I didn’t complain. This job was giving Johnson a chance at life. That was all that mattered.