Lucky Housekeeper Novels & Stories

He chuckled. Patrice looked at the maids again and smiled. The maids simultaneously bowed. “Welcome home, Ms. Patrice!” they chorused. Patrice’s eyes widened in shock. Seriously? When did maids do that? She glanced at L, confused. L just smiled and led her in the house. “You’ll get used to this.” He said. Patrice sighed. Everything seems to be so new to her and she isn’t going to adjust that fast. “Good morning, Ms. Patrice.” An old lady came to her with all smiles.

After leaving my evaluation papers and the high-end digital camera that I used to capture my inspection with Amber at the office trailer for just long enough, I got back in my vehicle and drove the short distance to Lucky's. After parking as usual in the curiously shaped backlot, I made my way down the alley and around to the tiny storefront, which had ornate columns painted matte black and an ancient pair of art deco double doors that were most likely part of the building's original construction. As I entered the room, the traditional black-and-white checkerboard tiling greeted me in the foyer. The doorbell rang. Lucky's was difficult to accurately classify because it might be described as

Apparently, Yelena had accidentally tumbled down a flight of stairs, which left her bruised and swollen. I chuckled gleefully, knowing that this was just the start of her payback. Once I was healed and back at the office, Yelena was still wrapped in a blood-stained gauze. She had the audacity to sidle up to me and say, "Hey, Evie, I heard you've had some pretty good luck lately." I swallowed my disgust and showed her a lottery ticket. "That's right. I hit the million-dollar jackpot every time I scratch one of these lately."

I'm a good luck charm to my wife by nature. After marrying me, Heather Seymour, who's crippled because of a car crash, miraculously stands up on her own and gets to ditch the wheelchair. On top of that, her business is booming as well. In less than half a year, she successfully establishes her own company. After Heather's company goes public, she tells me with a smile that she wants to give me a huge gift at the celebration party. I'm filled with anticipation, thinking that Heather finally wants to fulfill her promise of having a child with me. But instead, Heather is seen lacing fingers with her subordinate, Lucas Mallard, at the celebration party. Not only does she announce her relations

But it turned out to be just a setup to protect Ronald. All the love she'd shown me over the past five years had been nothing but an act to keep her scapegoat under control. Just then, a knock sounded at the door before it was opened. Jessica walked in carrying a thermal container. Ignoring the desolation that had settled over my company after its downfall, she deftly ladled out a bowl of hot soup. "Felix, does your stomach still hurt? I got this recipe from a health specialist. It's supposed to be gentle on the stomach, and I spent four hours making it myself."

" She straightened her spine, arrogance burning in her eyes. My father still kept his voice steady, though surprise was obvious in his face. "Don't get too proud. That's only the first match. "You still have two more. Nothing is settled yet." Sophie lifted her chin with a winner's smile. "Just watch. I'll hit the next two too." Over the next two days, Marissa did exactly what she had done in my previous life. She pushed Sophie's image everywhere. In just forty-eight hours, the story that the Foster family had found a lucky charm spread through Harbor City's elite circles.

“I’m surprised you’re here.” Lucan greets me with a kiss on my cheek before leading me inside the family’s mansion. “I am too.” I kiss him back on his cheek. “But since I’ve already had enough shame this week, I decided I need to be here because I don’t want to be disowned by my father.” Lucan gives me a disappointed face, “Yeah, I heard that from Trudy too.” As we make our way inside, the maids greet us all smiles and enthusiastic. But I know very well that they’re faking it. I don’t really think that there’s a single maid in here that genuinely shows us that they love to be here and that they love to serve.

Three days before Sheldon was supposed to leave the country, he mortgaged our house. He even helped us pack, moving me and the boys into a tiny one-room basement unit on the third floor down. It was barely 300 square feet and was damp, musty, and dark. Sheldon stood in the middle of that little room, talking to our sons as if he was giving some grand speech.

- Mr and lord, the lady has returned. Entering the door, someone changed their slippers, took off their robes, and put away their bags. About a dozen people respectfully listened to her orders; just arrived in the living room received warm and loving hugs from parents; In the room, someone prepared warm water to soak in. See as serving from head to toe.

They opened the door for her and led her through the big double door and she Met the Housekeeper her name was Losa who looked to be in her fourties’ who then continued to lead her through the big house, it was so beautiful everything looked clean, expensive and dark in color no suprise there regarding it was occupied by a man who had a dark personality. She came from a rich family herself but knowing that this house was going to be hers too was getting her excited,she knew she was going to add her own style to it even if no one allowed it, and knowing that that might somehow upset Luca made her smile deviously to her self. What was she becoming.