Novel & Cerita The Housemaids Secret

The maid said gently but it would take only a fool not to notice the warning in her voice. "What's going on?" Marina asked and the maid looked backward before whispering. "It's too secret. We are not told, only the butler knows but he is most likely not to tell you as I said that it is top secret. All we know is that entering that room is as bad as trading your life with the devil." The maid informed and Marina nodded. She didn't understand but in other to make this maid go away, she just had to play along with the fact that she understood and wouldn't try to know what was going on.

“I don’t think they’d find you. Or worse…they would.” Carrie snorted softly. “You’re being dramatic.” “I am not,” Shawn said. “I’ve seen horror movies that start exactly like this. Beautiful house. Polite staff. Suddenly…. boom… disappearance.” Before I could answer, a line of maids came in quietly, each holding silver trays with covered lids. They moved together smoothly, setting dishes on the table with calm efficiency. One maid stepped forward and bowed slightly. “Good morning, Miss Delia.” “Good morning,” I replied automatically, still a little stunned by everything.

Sir Adrian, the Master's secretary had already informed them about the young miss being the Master's wife and this made them all nervous and cautious so they also don't get in trouble. "What part of 'I'm not Hungry!' don't you understand?? " I was furious and ended up taking it out on the poor maid even though I didn't mean to... The maid trembled in fear as her head hung low..... "Please, ma'am my job means alot to me and I don't wanna lose it..." The maid whispered and only then did I notice that I'd crossed the line.... I heaved a sigh as I gently massaged my temple... I remembered locking myself in last night so how the hell were they able to enter the room?

The sound of keys jingling and the lock clicking made my heart beat faster as I knew it was the start of another long and gruelling day. The hauntingly black figure of the head maid appeared in the dimly lit room of my quarters. She threw a charred piece of bread at the foot of my bed, which was to serve as my breakfast for the day. It was a bleak reminder of my position as a maid in High Hill Estate.

This big stupid house had more ears than walls. ‎ ‎I closed my eyes, inhaling through my teeth. ‎ ‎I knew they whispered sometimes everyone in houses like this did but hearing it out loud? Hearing me described like some embarrassing soap-opera disaster? ‎ ‎That one hurt. ‎ ‎I stepped into view. ‎Deliberately. ‎ ‎Their faces drained of color instantly. ‎ ‎The first maid tripped over her own feet trying to stand straight. “Miss Miss Vivienne” ‎ ‎“You forgot to whisper quieter,” I said calmly. Too calmly.

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.

The last thing I remembered hearing was, “we got her.” ** |Sean's POV| "She's in the mansion, tied on a chair, in the basement. Two guards are in front of her cell." Jake, one of my men informed. He was standing straight with his hands behind his back. "She killed someone. The sight was gruesome. The man had a dick in his mouth and his face was completed unrecognisable. I'm telling you, boss, this girl's mental." "And we found her outside the club." Travis, another one of my guys added with a nod. I glanced at him before rolling my eyes, "yeah ‘cause that's where I told you you'd find her, idiot."

My head pounded even harder, the hunger not helping at all. A knock came at the door. I waited for a few seconds, listening with a wildly beating heart. The sun was about to sink away, leaving an orange hue behind. I felt weak, sitting up from the bed. “Ma’am?” Came a feminine voice. I slipped from the bed, taking one look at my son before I slowly made my way to the door. I unlocked it and cautiously pulled it open to peak my head out. A woman stood tall. “We have items that were delivered for you from the young master.” The woman said, bowing her head slightly. I swallowed, looking past her to see the butler and a guard.

"Your uniforms. You'll get three rotate them for laundry. Mrs. Chen is super strict about appearance, so make sure everything is always pressed and perfect." Aria unzipped the bag and pulled out the uniform. Classic maid attire black dress with white trim, modest neckline, hem that hit just below the knee. Professional. Anonymous. Exactly what she needed. She changed quickly while Lucy kept up her commentary. "So the main thing you need to know is that there are like, unofficial rules on top of the official ones. Like, never go to the third floor unless Mr. Blackwood specifically asks for you that's his private space and he's really weird about it. And don't let James catch you breaking any

She turned, her black orbs glaring daggers at me. "Babe, who is this?". She asked him, her eyes scanning me in disgust. "My housekeeper". Not the truth but a little better off than the truth. "Ohh, a new maid!". I clenched my teeth at her use of the word maid. "Better off than Stella anyway". She added.