Mansion Inside Joyce Meyers House Novels & Stories

she added and winked at her. James and Joyce exchanged glances. "No, problem,ma," Joyce tantalized. Soon,the gathering dismissed as the went inside to sleep and await the main party. Joyce noticed the couples where given the same room. How could that be so? This mansion would have more that thirty bedrooms,so how could couples —? She would be sleeping alone with James? Oh,God! That wasn't happening. She glumly went inside the room with James behind her but he was drawn back by his mother who whispered to him.

From our talks, I was under the impression she had a LOT of rich friends. "I would be honored to take a look at your home," I told her honestly. "You're just as great as she said," the woman gushed. "My name is Joyce, by the way. Could you come to my property today and have a look around?" "Absolutely!" I said happily. I took down her information and planned to meet her in an hour. I quickly looked up the house online and my jaw dropped. It was even more opulent than Gladys and Bert's place. It could easily list for sixty million, if not more. It was basically the size of a hotel.

My ankle still throbbed but I fancied I would be fine with a shower over at Joyce place. No one was outside right now. Maybe, they weren't back from their respective place of work. The only thing that made the estate look inhabited was a little gateman's shack at the left-hand side of the place. Joyce had confided to me that she oftentimes sat there to beat the boredom at bay if she wasn't allowed to go out of the estate. It annoyed her that she resulted in that but seeing that she has no choice, she had to take what she can get.

She pressed a button on her wheelchair, and it started moving on its own. I turned to say goodbye to the other maids, but they stared at me like I had two heads. So, I just told Lucia and Amy I’d see them later. They smiled and nodded. Granny showed me around the mansion. It felt like paradise. The chandelier sparkled like real diamonds. Everything looked expensive, from the furniture to the decorations. It was like a dream. She told me the other maids didn’t live in the main house. They stayed in separate quarters on the right side of house. It didn't come as a surprise to me because I already heard that the Belfords owned the biggest house in New York.

Jace said. Mia nodded, “I'm fine with that.” She said, following them inside the house. As she had guessed, the inside of the house was modern. The tiles were large and white, polished to a sheen that she could clearly see her reflection on it. Rattan baskets filled with flowers were on either side of the hallway they walked through. “This is the living room,” Jace said, gesturing at the large space. “The guest livingroom.” Of course, they had a guest livingroom, Mia thought. 'They're rich,’ Cassey commented the obvious to her.

"What a foolish woman. What are all these servants in the house for? Do you need to personally go fetch things?" Joyce came from a modest background. In Priscilla's eye, she had too many faults and couldn't consider the bigger picture. But Joyce had already walked away. It was unclear if she had heard her or not. Joyce followed Bentley to the gate. Then, Bentley opened the trunk of the car. It was filled to the brim with dietary supplements that Jeffrey had prepared for Joyce, Priscilla, and Rosa. Bentley leaned inside to retrieve the items while Joyce dismissed the servants who came to help.

Jace said. Mia nodded, “I'm fine with that.” She said, following them inside the house. As she had guessed, the inside of the house was modern. The tiles were large and white, polished to a sheen that she could clearly see her reflection on it. Rattan baskets filled with flowers were on either side of the hallway they walked through. “This is the living room,” Jace said, gesturing at the large space. “The guest livingroom.” Of course, they had a guest livingroom, Mia thought. 'They're rich,’ Cassey commented the obvious to her.

Joyce left with a huff. Ernest followed her and entered the mansion together with her. He then asked one of the maids to call Wyatt to inform him of the current situation. Joyce rushed into the kitchen and brought some food for Betty in a tray. She then entered her room and saw her standing near the window with a poker face. "Grandma, What happened? Why do you look so sad?" Joyce asked her and then walked near her with hurried steps.

It also has its own five bathroom. The maid's quarter is located at the back of the mansion. It is literally like a house. With terrace, living room, bathroom! I can't believe this. I thought that the maids are staying in a room like the usual. But no. They are living at a fully furnished house! "We are not allowed to talk to each other or even look at each other while we are working." Joy said. She accompanied me to my room. It is a huge one with a king-size bed. It is even better than my room back in our house.

"Slap me," Mimi muttered as she found herself in the foyer of Marcel's house. Was she sure she came to the right address? Well then, someone who bought her from her boss must be rich enough to own a mansion like this, she surmised while staring at the reflective marble floor. The interior of the house is focused around a large central hallway serving as the main entrance area to the adjacent rooms. It flows into a large, wide staircase to the private rooms on the second floor. The whole place was spacious, luxurious, and breathtaking, she could almost mistake here for a hotel.