Novel & Cerita The Housemaid Ending

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...

' the housemaid thought. "Mr. Kane, I-I-I don't know where I put it..." "Never mind. We still have a moment before we arrive. You better search carefully. The house can only be so big. How could it be completely lost?" The housemaid was on pins and needles. She did not dare say that it was tossed away by Aurora, so she could only lie, "I-I just remembered. I was cleaning the store room a few days ago, and the things were already molding, so I threw them away."

But those maids who spread the rumors were kicked out of the house instantly. Only those who are smart enough how to handle the troublemaker lady will have the courage to approach and serve her. One of them is Cris. She’s the maid who was sharing the same room with Marie and Reese before. But now, she’s alone with maid May in the maid’s quarter. “Your room is clean, miss,” Cris reported. “Finally, I can have the taste of freedom,” Madell said while handling the bag worth million dollar to the main. Before she can take step forward, she looked at Cris and asked in low tone.

All the maids in the house were there, wanting to see what would happen to the popular model Camille. "Then search it" Camilla said, throwing her bag to the floor for the maid to pick up. She took her seat, hands crossed beneath her boobs as she kept her eyes on the maid and the bag. The maid emptied the bag onto the floor and something metal dropped. Everyone's eyes widened and so did Camilla's. She stood up, not being able to believe what she was seeing. Haynes smirked, knowing his mother had finally did it. Mrs. Chadwick walked forward, her steps slow and calculated.

"This is the last floor where His Majesty sleeps. Leave immediately, or else you will be fired." The maid murmured a thanks under her breath and started walking away briskly. "Wait." My breath caught slightly when the maid's footsteps came to a halt. "From now on, you will be assigned to the stables for two weeks," the housekeeper said. "Consider this a warning. If you make another mistake like this, you will be fired immediately." My hope shattered immediately when the maid dashed down the hallway, clearly eager to avoid the dangerous situation. The housekeeper's heels clicked against the marble floor as she approached the bedroom door, then abruptly stopped.

“Last time I checked, I left him. Dovorced him and n started a new life so he didn't leave me. I left him. Carlisle is a prick and I wish you would get out so I could tell him to his face so since you're here, I'll tell you your own story. “ A maid came in with a tray and I recognized her as the maid who served me food on the night I got married. She also cleaned me off after that beast finished with me. When she saw me, she froze for a moment before she gathered herself and continued walking. As she dropped the tray, I could see the ah her hands were shaking. Carlisle waited for her to wake away before turning to me. “What do you want? I know you didn't come here to insult me.”

One of the maids from the main house overheard her and suddenly stepped forward, slapping the nurse hard across the face. “Who do you think you are, talking like that?” the maid snarled. “We only listen to Madam. That homewrecker in the wheelchair doesn’t deserve anything! She’s just a cheap slut trying to steal Mr. Hale from Madam. She should be grateful we even let her stay here instead of throwing her back to the streets where she belongs!”

The maid collapsed weakly onto the floor beside her dead mother. The guard picked up the heavy bag filled with money and treasures Calmly. Another tossed a lighter to the third guard “take it,” as he went out to check for view. The guard left poured diesel around the house, as he was about lighting the fire, he looked at the maid. She was grasping for breath, as she rolled slowly on the floor. “Help… Help me… Please.” The guard looked at her in pity. Few minutes later… Flames swallowed the whole surroundings.

“Slowly. On the table.” She obeyed her hands shaking as she set the pacifier and vial down. I could see the calculation in her eyes wondering if she could run or fight. I moved between her and the door blocking any escape. My body trembled with adrenaline but my voice stayed steady. “Who sent you?” The maid swallowed hard. “Please Mrs. Hale. I was just following orders. I have a family. I needed the money.”

Then the maid slammed the door of the closet and and left the room. I slowly began to look at the layout of the room. The maid's room was not much furnished except for the beds and a few chairs. There was a yellow lamp beside the bed, and the chairs were obviously rotten and not getting the chance to be replaced. I thought of Emily, the woman who could safely be a blood slave in Leonardo Elliot's house, who dressed and spoke differently from the blood slaves here. Perhaps Leonardo Elliot was the supreme authority, so his blood slaves were different from other blood slaves.