Novel & Cerita The Housemaid Series Order

Chapter 1 Lisa’s POV “Hurry up, Lisa!” our head maid’s voice rang through the hallway. Dragging my tired self down the stairs, I sighed. I had just finished cleaning the last room—Master’s bedroom. In my rush to move on to my next task, I bumped straight into my best friend and fellow maid, Clara.

Inside the house, everything looked too perfect, too clean to be real. The walls were painted pure white, so white that they almost glowed under the golden lights. The floor reflected everything, smooth and shiny like glass. Even the air smelled expensive. My eyes caught the line of maids standing by the wall, each one dressed in a neat black and white uniform. They stood in a perfect row, hands folded in front of them, eyes down. None of them dared to look at me. It was as if I were something sacred or cursed. “Our lady’s room has been arranged,” said one of them. She was older than the rest, with sharp eyes, her hair neatly pinned back. From the way she spoke, I knew she was the chief maid

That didn't go down too well either. I could never tell the difference between the cleaning agents and would constantly substitute soap for bleach. Neema had received thousands of complains from the maids made to work with me and the occupants of the rooms I had cleaned. Finally in frustration, she had paired me with a wiry looming girl called Vianna and made me assist the girl. Vianna was a high ranking maid. She had direct access to the king's breakfast table. And while my fake limp made me slow, the one job I was able to do properly was balance stacks and stacks of plates.

“Um, ma'am. We faced a slight problem. She escaped.” “You knucklehead. I oaidf you good money, gave you all you wanted in terms of resourced. How hard is it for you to kill that bitch and being her body to me.” “I'm sorry ma'am. She disappeared into the woods. We tried chasing but we lost her trail.” “Yoy idiots! It was supposed to be quick and sharp. You go in kill her and being her body to me. Now you have missed your chance. She now knows that people are on he tail. You think she'll be crazy to show face like she did before anymore?”

the person's voice sounded patient but I could tell she was getting annoyed, so I painfully tore my gaze away from the portrait and turned my head to look at who was calling me. It was a brunette vampire maid, dressed in the silver and white maid costume, which means her authority is higher than the maids in black and white. I was right about the whole colour and design thing. They told their ranks. There was even one more, the highest, but only four maids wore that. Those were the head maids of each family member.

She had not seen it, but had heard it from other maids and staring at the third floor she also more or less figured it out. Thinking that she would clean up the room quickly before her working time is finished, she informed Housekeeper Alvin, "I will start now." Informing Housekeeper Alvin, Mary was just about to turn to get back the cleaning supplies and go towards the third floor when she was again stopped by Housekeeper Alvin. "No, not now." May turned her head back with a confused expression clearly written on her face as if asking Housekeeper Alvin, 'If not now... then when? '

I love my space actually and that's why I listened to her and always stayed calm wherever I found myself. The day had already started getting bright and most of the maids started coming out of their rooms, preparing to go take over the next shift. The roster has four shifts and timing in it. From 12am to 7am, 7am to 1pm, 1pm to 7pm, 7pm to 12am. That's how they were patterned. That's just how they did it. Some of the maids started coming to my window, trying to peep through it. I was shocked with what they were doing?

the first order was for the maid in charge of cooking. "For the floor, make sure it is completely dry, don't let my wife fall," the second commanded. The maid in charge immediately nodded. "And lastly, if my wife wants to travel, you must be prepared to accompany her!" ordered the driver at the house. "Yes sir!" replied the three obediently. Harry immediately followed his wife who had gone up first to their room. Harry didn't see the figure, but a voice in the bathroom made it clear his wife was inside. Ten minutes later, Sarra came out wearing a towel. They didn't speak to each other, but Harry kept his eyes on his wife.

David's mother exclaimed in disbelief, her tone dripping with hostility. "What are you doing here? Our family has nothing to do with you!" Caught off guard, Rowan froze in her tracks. She had been poised to ascend the staircase, but now found herself unsure of how to proceed. In reality, she felt a strong urge to turn around and leave immediately. Standing by, the senior maid stepped in to clarify, "Ma'am, the master specifically invited Miss Rowan to come." "How could that be?!" David's mother's voice escalated, vehemently rejecting the housekeeper's statement.

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