The Housemaid Books In Order Novels & Stories

ALEXANDER I was restless for the remainder of the day as I sat through endless meetings. My mind kept drifting back to that poor woman and her pale-looking kid. By four pm I was exhausted and found it hard to concentrate, so I wrapped up my work, and decided to head home early. In the car, I reminded Yusuf to schedule interviews, since my housekeeper was due for retirement. She is old and opted to spend the rest of her days with her equally elderly husband. Maria used to work for my parents, and after my mother died, she came to work for me.

In Love With The Maid Onyido, Joy Ijeoma THE MAID SERIES (Book 1) This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, to real people, living or dead; or to real locales are intended to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and their resemblance, if any, to real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. DEDICATION

but Aubrey remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground. "You didn't listen to your mother. Apologize to my wife," Mrs. Davis demanded. Aubrey raised her eyes, met Davis's gaze, and stammered, "I-I-I am..." Interrupting her, Evan's voice resonated through the room. "My wife will not apologize to anyone," he declared, surprising everyone, including Mrs. Jane, who looked at Evan in disbelief. "Your wife?" Mr. Davis questioned, shocked. "Yes, both you and your mistress were berating my wife," Evan affirmed. "So, you married a maid," Mr. Davis sneered. Evan laughed and responded, "She is not a maid. She chooses to work because she enjoys it. Besides, you can marry any random woman off the stre

Alone in the quiet mansion, I took a deep breath, knowing I had to find strength somewhere—whether from new friends, hidden talents, or something deep inside me. The battle with Xavier was just beginning. The head maid appeared at the doorway, her voice sharp and no-nonsense. “You’re late,the gardens need tending, and the silver must be polished before dinner. No time to waste.” She said and moved briskly, already gathering cleaning clothes and gloves. “Hurry up, or you’ll be behind on every chore today.” I nodded reluctantly, dropping my books and following quickly, my mind still tangled with thoughts of Xavier but knowing I had no choice but to obey.

not “Mrs.” Ms. Zhou, the head housekeeper, was a middle-aged woman with stern features and meticulous habits. I knew she was my mother-in-law’s spy. She would ask about my needs as a formality, but when I requested even the smallest personal favor—like a softer bedside lamp or a few books—she would reply in her cold, detached voice: “Your ladyship has given orders. The house arrangement is decided by a feng shui master and cannot be changed. As for books… you may only enter the master’s study with permission. Otherwise, you’ll need to buy them yourself.”

The Master of this house. After hearing that, Anna immediately straightened her body, trying to act politely in front of Eric. Even though her clothes looked very immodest and very unsuitable for being a potential new servant. 'so who are you, this very charming lady?' 'O-oh, please don't tease me like that, Mr. Eric. I'm sorry about my clothes, I had some problems before.' 'Let me introduce myself, I am Anna Scott, the new maid in your house.' Anna introduced herself that way.

the maid asked and I told her, “Anything interesting.” She left and brought back five books which I was impressed by. I was halfway through the first book when my clothes came into the room. “Finally,” I jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom to have my second bath of the day before putting on the clothes, this time without the jacket as I was indoors. I admired myself in the mirror and was glad I looked sensible once more. A knock came on the door and a guard came in then bowed, “My lady, Alpha Caramel seeks your presence.”

If you could just make me thinner, I promise I would never miss another Sunday service again. Quickly, with a mixture of excitement and anxiety about the wedding, I descended the stairs in the direction of the Maid's chambers. Paradoxically, I felt both eager and anxious about what the future held. Mrs. Cha was waiting for me, boiling some delicious Indian chai leaves, and setting me some sweets and biscuits as a parting treat. She treated me with love and care, just as a mother would do for her child. Without a doubt, she would be much missed by me.

"You're probably one of Young Master's fangirls. If you want to stay here longer, you have to control yourself!" I blinked thrice. Me? A fangirl of someone? Who is she referring to? I didn't bother to ask her who the Young Master is and she proceeded in giving me my first task. Before giving the task, she explained to me about the hierarchy of servants. She introduced me to them first, before the explanation of what their roles are. I met the bodyguards, footmen, kitchen boys, scullery maids, cook/chef, and the housemaids, which I am one of them. Mrs. Cruz introduced me to the head housemaid, who is the senior house maid, Mrs. Jessica Garcia. And her task is to report to the Housekeeper. The