The Housemaid Ending Novels & Stories

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm just desperate. Besides this is a win-win situation for us" "Shhh, just get the maid uniform and follow me to the servants hall." She turned and left ahead of me "Thanks Calliope, you are the best. Can I just bring my whole luggage?" "Ofcourse, I'm always ready." Her eyes rolled, then continued to walk away from me. Later, we were in her room in the servants hall where I already transformed myself to a middle aged woman "What do you think, do I look like am in my forties now?"

I should eat first and think about what to do later. With that thought, I turned back to the bed. Within minutes, the housemaid returned. Looking at her now, I realized I didn’t know her. Freddie must have hired her after I left. She carefully placed the food on the bed. “Ma’am, do you need anything else?” I shook my head and started eating. When I was nearly finished, I glanced up and noticed the housemaid still standing by the door. I frowned. “Is something wrong?” “No, ma’am.” She quickly shook her head.

I'm going to take a shower, and I'll be right down. -Yes, ma'am. - the woman spoke quickly. -Offer her something to drink, please, Eliza. - she said to the maid - I promise not to take long, Lauren. I just nodded before following Eliza. Camila's mansion was simply impeccable, everything of the highest quality. It was noticeable by miles away the fortune that her husband possessed. The lady in front of me walked hurriedly towards the end of the corridor, where she politely opened one of the doors.

The fake heiress was dead. My biological parents believed I was responsible. Together, they reported me to the authorities and demanded that my memories be extracted. After watching my memories, everyone broke down in tears. But I smiled. This was exactly what I wanted. To become the perfect victim.

Shocked by the huge amount of blood trailing behind them, the maid was scared, trying to prevent herself from raising an alarm, she put a hand over her lips. But unfortunately, a squeak left her lips before she could take control of it. Maddie might be evil, but nobody deserves to be hurt badly. The cacophonous activities in the living room and the scream from the maid attracted the attention of Matilda and she came running, with Mr. Crowther following closely on the wheelchair being pushed by his nurse. When she saw the weak state, Maddie, who was being helped to a couch by the maid alongside Julia. She was startled, she ran towards them in an instant.

I’m in love with Ethan, and he’s the only man I chose to be with for eternity, even after death. “Rena! Get back here! You need to continue these dishes!” one of the maids scolded her, and she almost fled towards the sink, waving her hands before giving me a look. We’ll talk later. I chuckled slightly, finishing my meal before placing it in the sink. All of the maids were already done in the kitchen, and most are in the living room now. Mostly, cleaning, swiping, waxing, and dusting off the whole house. “Hey!”

She then waved her hand hands and said, “Mrs. Wilson, don’t cook if you aren’t good at cooking. We’ll find another maid that’s good at cooking.” Mrs. Wilson said, “The food that I cook doesn’t taste good. It’d be better if you hired someone that specializes in cooking.” After Jim and Lily were driven out of the house, Maxwell kicked out the two young maids. With that, Mrs. Wilson, Maxwell, and Sonnet were the only ones left in the house.

A quick bob of a curtsy. “Sylvie”. My wife says. Who gives me three curtsies. I assume she would have curtsied until her knees gave out if Skye hadn’t placed her hand on her arm and said, “That’s sufificient”. Marta is the final housemaid. One very nice curtsy from her. The lads, George and Thomas, follow with bows. “It’s a pleasure to have you all here at the mansion”. I say.

Moreover, there is also Bik Inah there. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Mr. Kusuma is a widower. His wife died when Amelia was 5 years old. There is another special assignment also, which is to pay attention to Miss Amelia. She is already a teenager, Great Madame ordered to take care of her needs. Are you ready, ma'am?" Anita said, confirming my seriousness. "Yes I am ready." * The car has entered the house which has a high gate, barely visible by people standing from outside. Classic Roman design house, looks luxurious with expensive accessories here and there. Ancient jars, crystal chandeliers and decorative sculptures that I know are expensive.

She said, “This place is going to become my home in the future. Where do you want me to go?” Realizing that she said something wrong thing, the maid hurriedly shook her head, “I didn’t mean that, Miss Hughes. I will leave Mr. Collins to you. You can call me if anything happens. I will go now.” Jessica snorted coldly as if she had already become the lady of the house. The maid left, and the room fell into the darkness again. Jessica slowly turned around, with a complacent smile in her eyes, and put her hands on Zayden’s chest.