Servant Butler Novels & Stories

with a snapping sound. As soon as I open my eyes, we are in his home, a sizable one with just two servants that I can recall. I started to shake my head and he replied, "I guess Nery had been busy all along addressing what I couldn't do at the time.” The elderly butler in this family who is in charge of looking after Auster had two names, although I imagine he preferred to go by Beil if Auster weren't calling him and Nery if he were.

the butler answered, closing the door behind him. About a minute later, William arrived at the old man's room. William was none other than the butler who served in Ian's household. "Sir." William greeted the old man with deep respect, observing the ancient Krowonian etiquette that had once been revered.

I was still in this position when a knock sounded on the door, followed by Adam’s voice. “Ms. Bell, dinner is served,” he informed me in his usual calm voice, but it was the last thing I wanted to hear, and worse than that, I didn’t want to lay my eyes on him. The butler had a way of always siding with his master in times like this, while also acting as though he had my best interest at heart. He was a loyal servant. “I’ll have my dinner here,” I responded in an emotionless voice. “Ma’am…” I heard the concern in his voice but it didn’t change my response.

I said as I slowly slide my bare feet down from the bed and sit by the edge of my bed and I look at him. “Butlers Milady, are the male counterparts of maids. The difference is that we butlers are sworn to protect you with all our lives as maids are sworn to serve you. There are 30 of us sent here and there are 2 of us to be your personal butlers.” He said and my jaw almost drops. What this man thinks, does he think of me to be that stupid? “I know what butlers are…… the button line is... I DON’T NEED THEM!” I said I am about to stand when he suddenly kneel in front of me.

The butler murmured calmly behind her: "These are the words of our Third Master, Mr.Enderson. You can go find our Third Master if you have any concerns." "You shut up," Nicky Enderson replied, looking sharply at the butler. "You are merely a servant, and one of the Waltson family's servants. You have no right to comment because this is the Enderson family's home." Hearing Nicky Enderson 's words, he slapped the table and stood up gently in displeasure: "Enough, is it that yourEnderson family has humiliated others and addicted to it? Listen up, no matter whose family the butler is from, he's on my side right now, and is one of my close friends. You can’t humiliate him. "

It could be seen that more than half of the servants had been replaced, and all of them were those who had been loyal to Ermine, but it had only been two days. Of course, Hesper never thought that Victor was someone as easy-going and innocent as he appeared to be on the surface, but she was still a little surprised by the speed at which he took action. "Ms. Rivera." The butler appeared. He had probably received the instruction from Victor before he came, as he led Hesper to meet Delphine and Ermine straightaway.

The butler moved toward me as if he intended to move me out of the room. “She can stay.” Axton’s voice was so weak that it came out as a barely audible whisper. “But…” The butler stopped walking toward me and glanced over at Axton. “She can stay.” Axton’s voice was a little firmer, but not by much. “Yes, Sir.” The butler sighed as he backed away from me. “Can you get me a few things?” I asked the butler when he returned his attention to me. “What do you need?” He asked, returning to act like a subservient butler.

I barely made it past the first gold-accented column of my new estate when the welcoming committee lined up like I was royal blood dipped in lightning. A tall man with salt-and-pepper hair and shoulders like a retired tank stepped forward and bowed with so much dignity I almost forgot I still had tear crust on my lashes. “My lady,” he said in a voice that probably used to shout battle commands across mountains, “I am Renato. Your personal butler. I once served under the Queen’s command. I am now yours. Until death, or until you dismiss me for poor tea service.” I blinked. “O-okay, that’s... dramatic. I like it.”

Kilian stepped in front of me. “She does not speak english. IShe is my new servant. Dad, you can not have her. You bought her for me!” The word hit me hard. Servant! Was he telling his dad I was his servant? Would his father take me now that the truth was out. “Lyra?” Dragan’s face turns to regrat.

The cleaner was an honest man, and he explained meticulously, “The boss even took pains to tell me that this house employs a live-in butler, so we would be working closely together. He didn’t mention anyone else. The client even paid extra for working during the holidays.” Those words plunged the living rooms into a deadly silence. The man who had tormented me instantly turned white as he whirled his head to look at me. The arrogance and disdain slowly retreated from his expression, and terror gradually took over. Finally, I also found out who the man was. He was the new butler, Victor Wilkes. The previous butler, Mr. Lowe, was on an extended break to take care of his wife, who was in the ho