Madam Puddifoot Novels & Stories

Without even bothering to get to know who I am first, she's already insinuating that I might be one of the sluts fucking with the jerk next to her. “Forgive me darling,” she chirps to me and flashes her teeth in a wide smile as she springs up on a kneeling position on the sofa, stretching forth her hand to me. Tiny tattoos of black flowers and star constellations are scattered beautifully from her wrist all the way up to her arm. “I am Madison, but you can call me Maddie,” she introduces herself. Her facial expression crunches into a slight scowl of disapproval as she scrutinizes my outfit with her winter blue eyes, “I bet you have a smexy body hidden right underneath all that, right?”

"Let's go, let's go to Royal No. 1 for breakfast, and send some to my Abbot, and some to Cindy. Oh, and arrange for someone to send it to Gabrielle and the others." Jeremy could tell she was in a good mood and asked with a smile, "Madam, you're in a good mood." "Just abused a mistress, so my mood is indeed good." Amanda leaned back elegantly, casually crossed her legs, and deleted the video from her phone, not wanting to dirty her eyes. Jeremy smiled and glanced at her in the rearview mirror. Her smile was bright, her teeth were white, and her figure was as good as ever. Madam was quite cute after her amnesia.

He pleaded, afraid the offended Madam would refuse to help. "No need. She is lucky I still have one cup left." "Oh, thank God." Matthew sighed in relief. Taking the pot off the cooking stove, Madam Nora poured the remaining potion into another cup and brought it back to Arabella, who immediately stiffened at the sight. "You'll never get me to drink that!" "Now you hold that girl for me, young man." The Madam ordered. Arabella gasped when Matthew turned toward her. "No, no. Don't you dare-"

Arthur frowned before pressing himself against the crack in the door. Soon, he heard the voice of a man grumbling impatiently in response, “Miss Reid, you only paid us enough to scare her. If you want to get rid of her, it’s going to cost you extra.” “Don’t even think about negotiating prices with me!” Clarice cried out, “You should have run her over with a car when she was in the neighboring city last time, but you couldn’t even track her down!” Arthur clenched his hands tightly into a fist until his knuckles turned white.

Suddenly someone said from behind. All of them looks behind and saw Madam Si and her maids walking there. Lily and Lola's moods become off seeing her. they both look at her with disgusted eyes. Madam si ignores them and walks to the shop owner and said" Didn't I call you and you have sold everything without showing me?". The shop owner was a at loss for words he didn't know what to say. One was young Miss Si and the other was Madam Si. I

Finlay on the other hand seemed very different, like a messenger of death because he was clad in a black hooded cloak. "What did Lord Arthur do to you again, Madelyn," he asked the prostitute beside him. Ophelia swallowed hard as she watched her husband rest his gaze on the man who was thrown to the ground. "He molested me when I was age nine," Madelyn made this announcement to everyone and there was collective gasping from the crowd, mostly from his wife who had paused through half a wail. "Liar!" Lord Author yelled, "I do not even know her."

"I'm not going to run away anymore." Azfarin cried and said to the him. She had not yet regained her breath. Xavier looked around and then he looked at the helpless girl standing in front of him. She looked like a nineteen year old girl in terms of her size. ۔ The black shirt was covered with dirt, and the hair on her face and neck was scattered. The insanity of this black man was now well understood. Xavier immediately shook his head. "Look, there's no time to listen to your nonsense. Run now."

Getting nervous because I know Clark's mom already knew that I was a prostitute. What kind of face am I going to show to her? I know she wasn't far off thinking I was a gold digger and I took his son away from him. Hence, there is a possibility that I will be going to face her anger this time. "What's your name, ma'am?" the maid asked another question. "Angela..." I uttered breathlessly. After I answered her, she smiled at me a little. "All right, ma'am. Just wait a minute. I'll tell madam that you are here," she said before closing the gate in front of me. She went back inside the mansion again. Maybe the maid will ask Mrs. Clarkson if she knows me.

I gently smiled at her. "Yes, madam. We will prepare it with the utmost care," she replied. "Wai-what?!" It looks like she finally realizes that it is me who they are referring to as 'Madam' and not her. "I am a Clarendon! Georgia Clarendon! You can't do this to me!" I slightly cover my ears using two of my fingers. What a noisy person! She is so irritating. She did say, Clarendon, you mean the one who was constantly rumored as the next best model producer?

She called and to her shock,Stella broke into tears "What the f**k?" Madison muttered "What happened?" She asked again and Stella began explaining to Ber "What?? Gregor's maid and Thaddeus??" Madison asked with wide eyes "She took the spotlight Madison,Gregor didn't even look at me for once....I'm so heartbroken" Stella said In tears "She's obviously a witch,how can a dirty poor maid like her be loved by everyone?!" Madison said angrily "I'm getting rid of her,she's going to regret ever showing up In Gregor's life" Stella threatened