Maids Vs Butler

" Why did you marry me then?" I asked in my usual tone, although I wanted to scream. But I can't. ” For my father's sake. And I don't want you to engage with any kinds of unnecessary emotions in this marriage. You will get a divorce right after one year. So enjoy your time meanwhile. The butler will be there to take care of you!" After the Arranged Marriage with the man whom I fell in love with at first sight, on the wedding night, he abandoned me. Although it was an arranged marriage, I thought we were falling in love when we met on our blind date. He showed he was the best man ever, until the wedding, he turned into a very different person. I heard he had a lover with a daughter. Am I then the abandoned wife? Will he ever look at me? Or I will have to watch him loving another woman in front of me!

I was the princess of the Blood Moon pack, the little sister my Alpha brothers cherished. But that all changed when they brought home Lily, the human girl they adopted. They threw me in the dungeons for three days to “reflect.” My crime? Taking Lily into the forest and “accidentally” letting a rogue wolf attack her. I tried to explain, to tell them I was innocent. But my three brothers just looked at me with disgust and disappointment. “Aren't you just jealous that Lily’s getting our attention? Freya, when did you become so vicious?” Then, without a second thought, they severed our sibling mind link, cutting off my pleas for mercy. What they didn’t know was that the weakening wolfsbane in my cell had been swapped for lethal wolf's venom. Three days later, my oldest brother, Ethan, asked the butler, “Has Freya learned her lesson?” By then, I was already dead. My body was already starting to rot.

The human traffickers were apprehended, and after DNA verification, the police returned me to my affluent parents. My parents gave a cold nod, thanked the officers, and instructed the butler to make me comfortable. Two months after returning home, the fake heiress, Irene Burrel, secretly signed me up for a wilderness survival course. My parents gently stroked her head. “Since you want to play, let her accompany you.” They did not care one bit if I died out there. Irene smirked triumphantly at me. “What does it matter if you’re the real heiress? I can still do whatever I want with you! “Survival training is my daily routine. I’ll make sure you leave that competition on a stretcher!” When we arrived at the wilderness training grounds in the mountains, I laughed. I grew up in these very forests. Did she think I did not know this place?

Mantan suami yang bajingan menjadi gila, sedangkan aku tertawa. Hari di mana aku pergi ke rumah sakit untuk melakukan aborsi, suamiku juga membawa mantan pacarnya pergi ke rumah sakit. Kami bertiga bertemu di rumah sakit. Pria itu bilang, "Wanita yang ingin aku nikahi bukan kamu, Elena. Sadarlah." Pria itu bilang, "Bagaimana wanita licik dan murahan seperti kamu pantas melahirkan anakku?" Aku memutuskan untuk melepaskan pernikahan palsu ini. Setelah bercerai, pacar mantan suamiku itu memamerkan cincin pertunangannya kepadaku. Aku menunjuk pria yang baru saja masuk ke dalam hotel. "Dia priaku." Nathan yang menjadi dokter di Kota Burgan .... Tiba-tiba memiliki pacar yang pernah membuat janji dengannya di rumah sakit untuk melakukan aborsi. Perawan cantik VS perjaka dingin.

He’s rich, reckless, and dangerously charming. She’s the maid who was never supposed to matter. Zara Blake never imagined she’d end up scrubbing floors in the infamous Wolfe estate. With a scholarship to maintain and no time for distractions, the last thing she needs is Damien Wolfe—the arrogant, tattooed billionaire who treats maids like playthings, fixating on her. But Damien isn’t used to being told no. And Zara’s sharp tongue and quiet fire only make him crave her more. As boundaries blur and tension ignites, secrets from the past start creeping back, along with old lovers, cruel staff, and a father who controls everything with a cold smile. He wants her obedience. She wants her freedom. But what happens when desire starts to feel like something deeper? And what if loving Damien Wolfe means losing herself in the process? A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers romance filled with scandal, jealousy, forbidden kisses, and the kind of love that could either ruin or redeem them both.

As each finger was cruelly broken, the agony that surged through her body revealed the truth—her nanny and maids had betrayed her long ago. When her sister confessed to carrying her husband's child, Miranda realized that their prior kindness had been nothing but an act in a sinister play. When her gentle husband, a man she had once loved, directed his new lover to claim her life, she understood she had been nothing more than a stepping stone to his ascent to power... Twenty years in this mortal world, and she was merely a puppet manipulated by others. Yet, fate, in its mercy, offered her a second chance. This time, it was her turn to consign those deceivers to hell! Although she returned only to exact vengeance, how did she unwittingly capture the interest of a powerful magnate this time around? Watching the delicate yet resilient girl, the Duke turned to his subordinate and said “Remove the filth that marred her eyes. Feed it to the dogs."

“I am sorry if this sounds off but is Mr. Maverick a blind man?” I asked, I didn't fail to notice the frown that appeared on her face and for some reason she looked past me, unable to give me the answer. “Is this how it is now? Asking my maids for information about me.” The husky voice I heard from behind me made me jolt in shock. Ray. Emma Watson's life runs out of control when she is sold to Ray Tucker, a blind billionaire as cold and fierce. Haunted by mock and betrayal, Ray is determined to keep on his own world and he sees Emma as nothing more than a means to an end for him because he believes she was just with him because of his money. But Emma is no fragile possession, she wanted to be out of his wrath. She stood up for him and conquered Ray' heart. In Ray' world of deception and hatred from his family, what happens when Emma is torn in between loyalty to Ray and to his family?

The maid's daughter, who grew up in my home, had the nerve to act like an heiress. On her birthday, she invited every kid from school for a full-on rager at my family's villa. When I suggested they take it to a hotel, she lost it. "You don't get to tell me what to do! My friends can party wherever they want!" She added, "The ten-layer cake my parents ordered for me is on the way. Why don't you park yourself by the door and wait for it, huh?" Her crew circled up, laughing and pointing at me. But I'd lived through this before. Nothing about her little act rattled me. I turned to the butler and told him to lock the gate. Then, I went to Rambo's cage. "Hey, buddy," I said, opening it up. "See those trespassers?" I pointed at the crowd. "I'm counting to three. If they're still here, don't let a single one get away."

I am the wife of Anthony Caster, don of the mafia family in New York. When I was nine months pregnant, he brought a woman named Evelyn Graves into the manor, claiming she’d saved his life. That was the day my nightmare began. She put something in my food. Next thing I knew, I was doubled over in pain. And she had the nerve to blame it on me—said I was being reckless with what I ate. She lost her footing and fell down the stairs, but she told everyone I was the one who shoved her. Every day, she’d cry in front of Anthony about how saving him had left her wounded and unable to bear children, how seeing a pregnant woman broke her heart. But the moment she turned to me, the tears were gone, replaced by a cold smile. “As long as I’m here,” she whispered, “your babies will never be born.” Anthony was convinced I was jealous of her. He locked me away in the abandoned attic of the manor and said, “Reflect on your actions and stop bullying Evelyn.” On the first day they shut me in, the contractions began. I screamed, I begged, I banged on the door. The butler heard me and went to inform Anthony. He said, “Amelia, your due date is three days away. Stop putting on an act. Three days in a snowstorm and you came out fine. This? You can handle this.” On the second day, my water broke. I screamed at the top of my lungs, my fingernails digging into the cracks of the wall, blood spilling all over the floor. The butler went to Anthony again. Evelyn said, “Anthony, she’s making all that noise because she wants you to feel sorry for her and let her out. If you give in now, she’ll only grow more reckless later.” He believed her. On the third day, I stopped screaming. Anthony thought I had finally learned my lesson, unaware that I had already died from the difficult labor. When he finally opened that door, all he would find was my rotting, putrid body.

In my past life, I supported the bankrupt Clark brothers. However, after I became pregnant, they allowed a poor student, Kimberly Scott, to push me down the stairs, where I bled profusely and died while carrying my child. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn on the day I had brought them into my house. This time, I kicked them out without hesitation. To my surprise, Kimberly had teamed up with my grandmother to pretend to be the real heiress, painting me as the fake heiress who had taken over the family. The butler, Mr. Williams, who had watched me grow up, came forward and accused me of causing my parents’ death. Under the public backlash they had orchestrated, I remained calm and presented my evidence. Not only did I expose Kimberly’s fake identity as the heiress, but I also revealed the true faces of my grandmother and Mr. Williams. I avenged my parents and gave the wrongdoers the punishment they deserved.