Novel & Cerita New Housemaid Book

You call for me ma'am"" "Yea I wanna know the total maid in the house if there's any free place where I can assign her" The man brought out a book and check through it "The young Miss Sofia,Mrs Smith daughter has 15 maids,the first floor 11,the second floor 9"he stopped " the young master has no maid" "What about the maids I assign for him??" Mrs smith said "He send them away" Mrs smith exhale "Assign Darcie as his personal maid" she said

she asked. "Today is cleaning day. Isn't it obvious what we are doing?" she questioned rudely Mila mouthed an oh at her rudeness. "But I can go ahead and check out for books right?" she asked. "Are you new around here?" the maid questioned, anger evident in her tone of voice. "Umm...kind of. I haven't been in the library before," she replied, forming her lips in a thin line. The maid assessed her from head to toe and clicked her tongue

"At least no one will be sending me errands like a maid." "Like a maid?" Rothchild stared back at her again. "As if you are not one. They are not treating you like a maid, you were actually a maid, and guess what? You will still be a maid in my new house. The only difference is that you will have one master, and that one master is me."

Catherine leaned against the wall and said,“ how many cooks will they change now? " Maid : until they find someone who will cook for them like madam. There was anew maid in the mansion who recently joined, she asked“ so the witch knows how to cook?" she asked curious now. All the maids laughed at her blunt question while Catherine softly slapped her head and warned“ watch your language. If they hear you, then you are gone." New maid : but it's so shocking, YAR, that she even knows how to make food. Maid : no. She doesn't anything. I am talking about madam.

She should be rest assured because I won’t even allow her see me naked not to talk of bathing me. I picked up the annoying Lunacy book and I went back to reading it. “It’s not as if I have an option,” I stated with a frown. I was about to flip to the next page of the book when another knock disrupted me. “Not again!!!!” “Come in!!!!!.” I said with annoyance. The person walked in and I saw that it was little maidie. What is little maidie here for? I looked at her and noticed that she was holding a book.

"In the flesh. I heard the Reeds were hiring a new maid, but I never expected it to be you, Scarlett. What happened to the proud, untouchable heiress?" Of all the places in this massive city, why here? Why now? My hands balled into fists, my nails biting into my palms. The humiliation was hot and bitter, rising up my throat. He looked so comfortable here, so untouched by the wreckage he had left behind in my life. "I'm just here for a job, Ethan," I said, keeping my voice as flat and emotionless as possible. "I don't want any trouble." "A job? As a maid?" He let out a harsh, mocking laugh. "Man, how the mighty have fallen. From living in a penthouse to scrubbing toilets. You really are despe

Amber Brown It had been about a fortnight since Mom and I had moved into our new house in the Bronx. I was slowly beginning to feel familiar with the place, there wasn't much to see here, it was a very small house, one day was more than enough to see everything in it, I also took the opportunity to get to know part of the neighborhood.

" Richard inquired, recognizing his boss's attempt to protect her, even though he doubted the true intentions behind it. "Yes, yes," Rowan replied hastily, realizing the unfolding situation. The word "maid" seemed to linger in her mind as she forced a somewhat foolish smile. "Ohhhh! Babe, is she the new maid you recently hired? I haven't seen her before," Flora chimed in.

“You’re early. We weren’t expecting until tomorrow." I didn’t look at Anne. My gaze was locked on the girl. “Anne. Explain.” Anne’s hands fluttered nervously. “This is Jasmin Rose. Your new maid.” My what? I scanned her slowly, deliberately. No. She didn’t look like any maid I’d ever seen. She looked like a goddess who had no business cleaning my penthouse. “My maid,” I repeated, voice heavy with disbelief. “Yes, sir. The replacement you requested.” Right. I had told Anne to find someone. Someone efficient, discreet, manageable. But this… This was trouble wrapped in denim and silk. And my body was betraying me with every passing second.

The old woman shrugs it off and goes to Jo’s room. “Mrs. Hendall!” Jo squeals as soon as the old woman enters. “I’ve got to tell you something!” “What is it, my dear?” Mrs. Hendall asks her. “Pretty Lady is here!” Jo replies. “Her name is Halsey and dad hired her as our maid! Isn’t that great?” “Really?” Mrs. Hendall frowns. “Is it that brown eyed girl I met downstairs?” “That must be her! Isn’t she pretty?”