Novel & Cerita The Housemaid Book Explained

After I returned home from traveling abroad, I found that our housekeeper had sued my husband and me. In court, she cradled her protruding belly and said with heart-wrenching anguish, "Gary and his wife are absolute scum! Under the guise of hiring a housekeeper, they lured me into their home, tied me to a bed, and abused me. "The child I'm carrying is Gary's!" Her mother, meanwhile, was sobbing uncontrollably. "Those two monsters have ruined my daughter's life. They deserve the death penalty!" No sooner had she spoken than a chorus of curses against my husband and me erupted from the gallery. "That scum is utterly brazen. He didn't even show up for the hearing! He must be punished sever

No matter what, since heaven had given me a second chance at life, I absolutely could not allow the tragedy of my previous life to repeat itself. I returned to the bedroom and began ordering small home surveillance cameras online. In my previous life, when Megan first came to work in our home as a housekeeper, I had wanted to install cameras, but Daniel felt it would be disrespectful to someone living under our roof. Thinking back on it now, it was precisely because of our kindness that we had walked step by step into her trap.

"You're way too beautiful to be a maid, dear." I smiled, not looking up from the window I was scrubbing, "Mrs. Beatrice, that's the third time you are saying this today." "Because it's true three times over." Mrs Beatrice, the woman I now worked for as a personal maid, settled deeper into her armchair, the wood creaking under her weight. "A girl with a face like yours should be married to some wealthy merchant, not on her knees scrubbing floors."

The sink was crammed with dishes, the air sour and stale. She wasn't the radiant Janet anymore. Just a lonely, unkempt old woman who couldn't manage on her own. Gray streaks took over her hair. Her clothes hadn't been washed in forever. Yesterday, the electricity shut off. That night, every other apartment glowed. Hers stayed dark. She stood there realizing she had no clue how to top up the utility card. In the pitch-black apartment, she felt her way to the bedroom and slammed into the wardrobe. Only after Harlan disappeared did it hit her—order didn't happen by magic. A clean, quiet home took work. Constant work.

I rolled my eyes, throwing my gaze towards the living room area making sure to avoid Grey’s intimidating stare on me. “Fine…” my dad response was short “Good morning… Mother” “Morning darling” she smiled, staring at me with those fake caring eyes. Honestly sometimes I wonder how mum keep up with her act especially in front of people, this woman would never call me anything other than Miranda when we’re alone but this is her fake caring in front of our guest. “This is Mrs. Calloway,” my father said, gesturing briefly. “Our new housemaid.” I nodded once. Then his gaze shifted slightly.

I shook my head, I never really had problems with his room or cleaning before. What, I had a problem with was his insensitivity! I picked up a discarded book. Reading its title 'My mistress', my mind began searching for scenes which could be in the book before collecting others and placing them carefully on his shelf. I took his vacuum cleaner and started to clean every corner of the room, placing his discarded stuff to where it belongs, and dusting his couch and table cloth. He used to have a maid in the house, but since they all were still young, he gave them salaries early so they could complete their education. Even if he was cranky and feisty from outside, I knew he had a big heart, a v

"Father when picking a good housemaid, she should not be as beautiful as me. If she is going to be by my side and follow me, then she should be invisible to everyone other than the person whose hands she waits on. She must take good care of only me. If I get all of the good qualities in a maid, I am set for success. Then instead of her serving me, she is going to have eyes for my husband instead. Father we have to pick one who is average looking so all the attention will be on me when I enter the room." The small missus of the house strutted around the yard as all the prospective maids were standing in an odd formation around the courtyard.

"As my maid, you need to apply to the rules and regulations written in this book, you are expected to resume duty by 6:00 am any seconds delayed you will be penalized for it." "note that as my maid I own you and anything I ask of you should be granted immediately without no delay, stealing is highly prohibited. If you are found stealing you will be prosecuted, you are to serve me my meal at 7:00 am. And lastly do not talk when am talking except you are asked to." "Your work starts tomorrow." After reading the article, Ashley pushed the paper away with a sign and sat lost in thoughtful silence. "Is it true?" Chloe asked watching her eagerly.

I'm sure it can all be pawned in a pawn shop. His tiles and marbles are exquisite, as is the chandelier. His house speaks dollars, even though it looks like a haunted mansion on the outside. "This way lady Lay," I immediately followed the maid who greeted me earlier. I don't want to be left behind, and I might even lose. Since his house is so big, it's possible that I will get lost. "Excuse me, where are we going?" I nervously asked the maid. "You need to eat first lady Lay. You might be hungry," she said. Wait! Why are they calling me like that?

“You think you can just fire me and walk away like nothing happened? Well, guess what? You’re not innocent either.” The manager took a step back, her eyes narrowing in confusion. “What are you talking about?” The clerk let out a bitter laugh. “Oh, don’t play dumb now,” she spat, her voice growing louder as she attracted the attention of everyone nearby. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. The ‘little side business’ you’ve been running. How you’ve been selling Omega women like cattle... selling them as sex slaves to the highest bidder!” My heart froze at her words. I could feel Dylan tense beside me, his expression hardening as he stared at the clerk. Shock moved through the store as th