The Housemaid Sarah Denzil นิยาย & เรื่องราว

What if they’re doing something. No way, impossible! Hubby can’t do that thing to me. During the time we’ve been together, he never cheats on me. He loves me so much. And lastly, if he’s going to cheat, he is not that dumb to bring a woman into our own home, right? Elizabeth walked upstairs and when she entered her room. I immediately went to where our room was. “Ma’am Elyse, Sir Daren says that no one should enter.” Her voice is low and quiet.

Cilla’s POV As soon as Jane left, I rushed to the bedroom and dressed up. I rushed to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, before washing it and drying with a towel. While I dried my face gently, I called out for one of my personal maids who was in the kitchen preparing my breakfast. “Sarah, come and get my dress.” In less than a minute, Sarah was in the bedroom. Although I had always tried to be nice to her, she always seemed panic stricken. Her previous slave master had traumatized her so much she was unable to believe there were good people in the world.

And with that, Lena picked up her phone—and dialed a number she promised herself she’d never call again. Because if she couldn’t get Andrew back the easy way… She’d burn every bridge to win. Even if it meant destroying Sarah for good. .......... NIGHTFALL – LUTHER'S MANSION The mansion stood in silence, grand yet ghostly under the dimmed chandeliers. Sarah stepped in through the heavy oak doors, her heels clicking on the marble floor. The air inside was cool, unnervingly still—as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. "Welcome, young ma'am," a maid greeted softly, bowing her head.

" Latton demands, which Hazel instantly follows. Soon, only Latton, Thalia, and Sarah are left inside the room. Sarah is the newest maid in the Ripley manor. Unlike Lupe and Hazel, Latton can pressure Sarah to tell her anything. "Sarah, tell me something about this out-of-the-blue decision of my father to put away Catherine's things," Latton inquired. Arms crossed while staring intently at Sarah. Thalia could feel the maid breaking under pressure by the second. Sarah's palms started sweating. She opens her mouth and, hastily, says, "Mr. Ripley told us to clean the room thoroughly."

Denzell, who came home late, was informed by the butler. “We have given her medicine and prepared soup just in case she gets better and feels like eating. However, she refused anyone to enter her room and told us to retire for the day.” The butler who is a part dragon has been serving Denzell for generations, his report has always been complete and with a recommended action after. He is also fond of Barrett and is one of those who keeps on nagging him to marry her and let her live in the mansion. Denzell knew that there was no one who would harm Barrett in this mansion.

Eventually, she turned around and strutted out of the office and closed the door on her way out. I looked back at Dominic Hall, who still had his eyes plastered on my application form. Surely, it was not that interesting to not hear what that lady was saying. To not even notice her walking into the office. I tried to clear my throat again to gain his attention, but he continued to look at my paper. I sat there quietly in my seat, thinking about how Sadie was married but cheating on her husband and also applying to be a maid when she had a well-off husband and really did not need the job.

Finally, she stopped at a door near the end of the hall and pushed it open. Her room was massive, easily the size of my and Xavier’s rooms combined. It had a king-sized bed, a sitting area with a couch and chairs, a desk by the window, and what looked like a walk-in closet bigger than most people’s bedrooms. We all sat down in the sitting area, Sarah curling up in one of the armchairs while Tara and I took the couch. “So,” Sarah said, her voice still rough from crying. “About Maria…that’s the head maid you saw downstairs. She’s been with our family since I was born. She’s basically been more of a mother to me than my actual mother ever was.”

The chief servant never allows her near there. Sarah was also like her, brought as a pet by the first young master of the Breguet's family. Her story was different, her family was killed by rogues when they attacked her town. She was the only survivor in the entire town. And the First young Master took her in as his pet. Ivanna cleaned the kitchen while Sarah prepared the food. Sarah's main work in the Mansion was cooking, which most times made the chief servant angry. "How long have you been in this Mansion?" Ivanna finally asked as she glanced around to make sure the area was clear.

Hera was getting more and more annoyed; she looked at Jemima while snorting harshly, "FUCK! Because of a servant like you, everything is a mess." Jemima looked speechless; now there was another woman abusing her, and she couldn't help but cry. "Tell you what, I'll avenge your anger on that despicable maid." "Oh yeah?" cut in Sarah, looking pleased as she turned to Dante, as if implying something. "What are you going to do?" he continued to ask. "I'm going to do the same, but I hope you'll sit tight first; after everything is done, Sarah and I can go to France to buy the dress."

Given Rolland's carefree personality and solitary living, things were often misplaced, requiring her considerable effort to organize them properly. By the time she stepped out of the compact apartment, it was already approaching afternoon. She made her way straight back to the mansion, feeling a subtle pull towards the place she could call home, no matter how much she resisted. As she entered the house, it struck her as unusual that the atmosphere was so quiet upon opening the door. Considering she hadn't returned the previous night, she had sent a text message to Maria, their maid, informing her not to come today. There shouldn't be anyone else present in the household. Adjusting her shoes,