Novel & Cerita The Housemaid Sarah Denzil

That night, Charlene helped prepare dinner and slowly began getting closer to the household staff. “My goodness, Ma’am Charlene, if you had met Sir’s first wife, you’d be shocked. That woman was so nasty,” Sarah said while peeling potatoes. “I don’t even know why Sir liked her, or how he lasted with her attitude,” added Bernadet, the gardener who had joined them just to gossip. “Both of you, stop it! What if Sir hears you?” Betty, the youngest maid, scolded. “So what? We’re just telling the truth. And honestly, it’s not surprising where the kids got their attitude—from their mother, of course,” Sarah replied. Charlene simply smiled while listening to their stories about life inside the mansi

"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?"

Though the house was old, it was neat. The girl offered us seats on the sofa and she excused herself. She came back, holding a frail and fragile old lady, dressed in a white cotton dress that pooled around her feet. Her hair was covered with a white headgear and a rosary was on her neck. Her skin was pale and wrinkled. She wore glasses on her small eyes. The girl directed her towards the rocky chair and sat her down before excusing herself from the room. "Good afternoon Miss. Dorcas, I'm Tammy Jones and this is Damon Graves. We were directed to you by Sister Magdalen from St. Mary's orphanage". I paused, my gaze wandering to Damon.

He lowered Danny into a chair, lingering for a second to ensure Danny was stable before pulling up a seat right beside him. The maid from before, the one who had promised to be Danny’s anchor, bustled over with a steaming bowl. She set it down in front of Danny, along with a glass of cold milk. “Eat up, dear,” she said, her voice a cheerful contrast to the heavy silence of the morning. “My name is Sarah, by the way. I’ve lived in this kitchen since before Alex here was big enough to reach the counter. If anyone gives you trouble in this house, you come to me with a wooden spoon, and I’ll sort them out.”

Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling every few feet, casting rainbow patterns on the white marble walls. A young maid appeared beside me as if from nowhere, wearing a crisp black uniform with a white apron. "Good morning, ma'am," she said with a warm smile. "I'm Sarah. Let me escort you to the dining room before you get lost in this big house." I smiled back at her gratefully. "Thank you, Sarah. I was just wondering how I'd find my way around." She giggled softly as we walked. "Don't worry, ma'am. It took me three weeks to stop getting lost when I first started working here. The mansion has sixty-eight rooms."

Sarah sneered, "Who am I to mingle with people of your status? Madam, I'm sure you're mistaken, and you should get your eyesight checked!" "Sarah, you're still so stubborn. Your relationship with my Nigel was…really good. Why didn't you say hello?" Dorothy appeared polite on the surface, but her words were insulting. Nigel frowned at Dorothy, but she pretended not to notice it. Sarah thought Dorothy was being ridiculous. "I've never met a woman who insists on giving others their own husband. I don't know such a person!" Dorothy laughed, "You don't know him? Sarah, you're indeed a certified homewrecker who enjoys destroying other people's families, even in Luton. I've heard all of your great

The other maid questioned and the one called Denny rolled her eyes, folding her hands over her chest grumpily. Why would she be marrying the first Prince? Someone like her didn't deserve to marry her crush even when I am a maid, I might still be opportuned to be married to him and I will gladly do without any delay - these were her thoughts. Dama wished she could slap sense into the maid called Denny because she doesn't have any idea of she was wishing for, who would wish to marry the first Prince if not that she was forced into it? She pitted Denny as a maid.

For this first selection, it turned out that Mia and Lynda were entitled to go to the mansion. However, there was still a final selection that they had to pass where only one maid was needed in the mansion to serve their young master. But there are still things that make Lynda think, why do you have to wait a month to get a big salary? Have there been people who have applied to be a maid before, but no one has ever lasted a month? Is the young master in question a cruel and heartless character? For some reason, Lynda's hair stood on end at the thought of being confronted with such a young master.

Trying to get all the shopping home, but weren’t we planning something else afterwards? “I do hope we are not keeping you from something more important, Mr Cavendish?” Sarah asks. “/I don’t even remember what we were doing next,/” I confess. “/I was going to bribe you all with ice cream and find out when I could drag you all over to Blackmarsh,/” Sarah says. “/Then pack you all off home so I can put Aiden into his new suit, play Bond Girl and peel him back out of it./”

Damien didn't have a butler in this mansion to manage the estate, he left the house affair to be taken care of by the head maid who was also like a butler in the mansion. “Yes, Master Damien." The head maid stepped forward and bowed slightly to Damien. “Take her belongings and burn them to ash. Make sure she walks out of here without that uniform. I don't care if she has to walk out of here naked, just get this trash out of my sight.” The atmosphere turned a 100 degrees colder as he gave his order to the head maid. The old woman nodded her head. “Yes, sir." Without another word, she quickly turned her head and gestured towards the two maids besides her that had followed her to hurl Sarah to