Judith With Her Maidservant Mga Nobela at Kwento

she informed him, hoping he would let her go. "Do you want to be late or never go again? " the coldness in his voice was very terrifying. She sighed softly and sat back down. " Judith go and clean the car. " he glanced at Judith who was sitting with anticipation in her eyes, waiting for the show to begin. " The car is always clean," she replied. There are people who always take care of the car so she doesn't need to worry about it . He flashed her a killer glare ,no matter how much she wanted to stay and watch him handle Clara, she didn't dare stay after such a glare. She pouted and left the room. He also mentioned the maids disappearing and they all went, leaving just the both of them.

- At Bettencourt mansion, Velmont island. "You're fired!" Shout of a woman in her 20's, Judith Bettencourt. "Lady Judith, please, I need a job, my youngest child is sick ..." A maid begged. "It's none of my business! If your child dies, it's your fault because you didn't do your job well!" Judith yelled. "But Lady Judith, it's just a little dust, I'll just clean it again, please !!" the maid sobbed. "Security! Get this woman out of my sight, make sure she can never enter the mansion again." Judith ordered, furious at the poor maid. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXCXCXX

Judith muttered coldly "Lately?..." Patricia laughed "Come on, everybody here can see your greed. It's like a scent that follows you everywhere you go. It's so obvious I don't even need to squint before I see it. That's what happens when a greedy maid seduces her owner's husband, so she can get access to the massive wealth her owner's husband inherits from the marriage. You've always been a greedy fool, Judith. Back from the old days, when you used to work for me. You must be stupid to think I don't know you" Judith boiled with anger, hatred and blind greed. "How does it feel to share a husband with the maid who served you? Huh? You must be in pain"

Nikolai murmured, clapping once and surprising me when a pale-faced maiden shuffled into the ornately decorated room. ”This is Judith, your handmaiden for as long as you choose to remain here,“ He murmured, stretching a surprisingly long hand to the girl who curtseyed respectfully, her hazel brown eyes shooting up from her wide face to glance at me before she fixed them firmly back on her open-toed sandals. I nodded disjointedly, unable to keep up with the rush of emotions that swirled through my head as I watched the handsome lines of his gaunt face, the dark linen of his button-down and lose-fitted pants, and the way he crossed his hands confidently her his chest.

Judith reclined gracefully on the mahogany sofa within the Ushers' inner hall, casually flipping through a finance magazine. The old butler, a figure of more than 50 years in the Ushers' service, approached with a message. "Your father sent word, miss," he conveyed politely. Maintaining an impassive demeanor, Judith propped the magazine in her hands, not once diverting her gaze. She nodded subtly and asked, "What did he say?" The old butler, who had accompanied Judith's father in his youth, displayed unwavering loyalty. Despite witnessing the vicissitudes of time, he held profound respect for Judith.

Children born of a love she’d fought tooth and nail to erase, only to have it rise again like a phoenix, brighter and stronger than ever. “Where is he?” she asked hoarsely, her voice low and bitter, like burnt coffee left too long on the stove. “In the driveway, Madam,” the maid replied nervously, sensing that what she had delivered wasn’t news—but a bomb. Judith turned slowly, zombie-like, toward the full-length mirror near the bar. She stared at her reflection as if it were a stranger. Her lipstick was smudged. Her hair limp. Her silk robe clung to her frame without elegance.

They heard the door open, thinking it was their Master they quickly bow their heads low showing respect. “ Are you done ” Jared asked. “ Yes sir, we were asked to dress her by Master Lucas ” Natasha, the head maid said. She had wavy red hair tied in a bun and green eyes. “ You can leave ” Jared said. “ But sir, Master Lucas said we should look after her ” Joan, another maid with short brown hair and brown eyes said this time. “ I know, I'll take care of her myself ” Jared said. The maids were reluctant to leave but when they saw the sharp glare sent to them by Jared, they quickly left the room not wanting to be punished.

She curtsied again then disappeared back out the door. “That is Jaide, a servant here in the house. If you need anything at all when I am not around, just call for her and she will do whatever you require” I nodded my head, “Thank you, that’s very kind” I wasn’t used to this side of Rircaex. I had never been interested or a part of a master or mistress’s life. Dimetrius and I kept our past as secretive as possible. It is so much more extravagant then I had imagined it would be.

I shook my head to clear the strange dirty thoughts but her voice quickened the process. "Shouldn't you be working, maid?". She asked with narrowed eyes, drawing out the *maid* as if to remind me of my status. Without replying to her, I retreated to the kitchen. A few minutes later, I heard footsteps climbing up the stairs with giggling sounds. Must be the girlfriend. I concluded.

She knelt down in front of Grandma, closing her hands in a supplicating gesture. "I am sorry... I didn't..." Aubrey's words trailed off as Grandma barked an order to Jennifer, her loyal servant. "Jenny, fetch my rod," Grandma commanded, a twisted satisfaction evident in her voice. Jenny, dutifully accepting the task, scurried over to Grandma and retrieved the rod.