My Maids Are All Antagonists Novels & Stories

Jenny is laughing with some maids while cracking jokes and talking to them, but the jealous ones are gossiping and insulting her. “Look at her!” The first maid crossed her hands over her chest while looking at Jenny. “She has been a maid like us since yesterday, but today she is ordering us around!” The maid gritted her teeth. “Yes, I don’t like her behavior as well.” The second maid stared at Jenny. “I thought she was innocent, but we are the real innocent ones.” The third maid muttered while looking at the other maids. “She actually acted like an innocent naive but seduced our master and married him.” The maid clicked her tongue while feeling jealous and looking at Jenny.

I'd end up crying once my mother threatened to discipline the maids for not driving me away when I came. But soon enough, she got tired and allowed me to spend time with them. “Should I add the broth now?” A beautiful maid asked me. “Yes, please,” I replied with a smile. Things haven't changed much. The maids are still as responsive and respectful as they used to be. And that was the reason why it took me by surprise that one of them would be a pun in Zoe's game. Fresh memories of how I bumped into her that afternoon and yet she claimed to have been a witness to me poisoning May's cup.

Maid Manual: As a maid, you must obey all the master's orders and complete them thoroughly. Everything about the maid belongs to the master, and she must not do anything that harms the master's interests. The maid must perform all household chores perfectly. If there is any disagreement, refer to the first three rules. At this point, Lydia felt too exhausted even to complain. Lambert was truly regressing. Who does he think he is? A teenager with a hero complex? What's with this maid manual? She was only here for the shares, forced to take care of his daily needs for a week. Besides, maids and servants are entirely different concepts!

Johnson's dress. "You worthless filth! Can't you even handle a bowl properly?" Mrs. Jane seethed, her rage escalating. "It seems you're in dire need of a good beating. Don't think for a moment that I won't kick you to death!" Her relentless assault on my defenseless body began, her kicks mercilessly raining down upon me. Trembling and quivering, I continued to mutter apologies, but Mrs. Jane paid no heed to my pleas. Her friends, cruelly amused by the spectacle, joined in with laughter, their mocking voices adding to my anguish. Overwhelmed, I closed my eyes, allowing silent tears to stream down my face.

She marched towards them, shouting as she went. "What are you doing, just standing there?" she yelled. "Get to work! I can't believe how lazy you all are!" The maids cringed as Mrs. Paolo's harsh words rained down on them. They tried to explain that they were just scared, but Mrs. Paolo wouldn't listen. "I don't care what you're feeling!" Mrs. Paolo shouted. "I pay you to work, not to stand around and gossip! Now get to it!" The maids looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and desperation. They knew that if they didn't do as Mrs. Paolo said, they would be in big trouble. So, reluctantly, they got to work, cleaning and tidying up the kitchen as fast as they could.

“Don’t you dare mention that whore’s name ever again, you understand?!” “Y-Yes, Miss Lucy…” “The next time I hear her name inside this house again, I’ll surely fire all of you!!” They were all crying when I finally left the dining hall. Damn those maids, they really have the audacity to talk about me when I’m just here inside their house. That Angela really poisoned every mind of people around Lucifer. She really made sure that all the stupid maids are going to root for her. Oh well, maybe the reason why all the maids here are rooting for her to be the next queen because they are all in the same level. They are all stupid beggars who aim for wealthy people’s money.

seasonings are. Why did the Alpha choose to punish me like this! You all are useless!" Dina lamented, insulting and complaining about the three maids in the kitchen with us. The situation wasn't making sense until I took a sneak peek at the three maids in the kitchen. My mouth dropped open when I saw that the supposed old maids weren't old at all. In fact, they look too young to be chefs or kitchen maids. I wanted to ask questions but I figured I would know if I listen closely to Dina's tirade. It was only a matter of time before she spewed everything I needed to know. And I was right but the problem is, if I had listened to the other maid's gossip I wouldn't have had to pretend that my leg

Then she was gone, leaving Aria standing alone in the lobby, her hands shaking, her breath coming in short gasps. You don't belong in this world. Nobody. Replaceable. Out of your depth. The words echoed in her mind, each one a poisoned dart finding its mark. Because wasn't Victoria right? Wasn't she out of her depth? She was a former maid, a woman who'd lied and stolen and betrayed the man she loved. What business did she have thinking she could survive in Damien's world?

After the maid had mopped the floor, Wendy ordered, "Wipe it again with a cloth." The maid responded incredulously, "Excuse me? You're not the one paying me, so I don't take orders from you." She walked away with the mop. Wendy felt her authority challenged. "Your pay comes from him, right?" She pointed at Stanley. Before the maid could reply, Wendy stood up and said condescendingly, "I am his girlfriend, and soon I will be the mistress of this house. If you want to keep your job, you'd better listen to me."

And I also found out that the only omegas inside this mansion are me and Luna Marion. All of the housemaids are betas. Even Mrs. Smith is a beta herself. But that's not what bothers me the most. Just like I said, the other maids kept on glancing at me. I tried to talk to them and smiled at them to confirm to myself that I was just being paranoid. But then I noticed that they kept on avoiding me as much as possible. And it's hard to ignore it silently. It's hard to keep it to myself while I question myself if I did something wrong.