The Housemaids Secret Novels & Stories

Calista chipped in attracting laughter from the other maids in the kitchen. The sudden presence of the head maid in the kitchen made everywhere silent. The head maid, a woman in her late fifties stood at the entrance of the kitchen as she watch everyone busy with their works, she nodded her head in satisfaction as she gently left the kitchen giving the maids the room to return to their earlier discussion. ***************************** Mma hastily dressed up in the best cloth she ever had as her mother came into the little room unnoticed. "Ah Mma you always look good in anything you wear" her mother said taking her unaware.

I'm afraid I can't meet up just to discuss that with you. Bianca: your maid was a druggy in the past, did you know? How the hell had Bianca gotten that information?

the old maid said in a tight voice that surprised me. How bad must the situation be for the old maid to sacrifice exposing this secret to Edward just to get me to arrive at the scene faster. “Ok…” was all that I could say in a hushed whisper. The sight of around ten maids huddled together silently in fear in front of the mansion was enough to give me a general sense of how bad things were this time around. All the maids were clearly upset, scared and all of them were sobbing as they tried their best to hug and comfort each other.

“Look this is the gift” Upon seeing the bottle of candies, the maid was delighted.“My granddaughter loves to eat this don't of candies” However, after a thought she sighed.“I'm sorry, but u really can't leave me my master's contact information. I think I can tell you that my master is an actor. But no matter how rich he gets, he won't be able to afford such a house ”, suddenly, she lowered her head.“The truth is, this house belongs to the lady of Grandex hotel. She gave the house to my master, so how can I sell it to you? Am I right?.

Her behavior seems suspicious to Isabella. What is behind this door? Mrs. Garrett is the head of the maid. She's in her late fifties. When she came here Alex introduced her to that kind looking lady. She has been working here since Alex's birth. Isabella felt somewhat at ease in the company of the older lady. Without giving it much thought, she made her way downstairs. After having her dinner she was about to leave the place, a car horn broke off. Isabella's instincts kicked into motion. She climbed up the stairs quietly and raced towards Zara's room.

"I don't play the odds. I play for the person who pulled the locket out of the fire." Caleb pulled her into a kiss that tasted of salt, blood, and a $100 Billion victory. The "Contract" was dead. The "Secret" was out. And the "Maid" had finally become the Master of the Game.

Lauren replied, calmly. "Come to my house right this minute!!" Gladys roared again. Then the call was cut. Gladys had cut it. Lauren smiled to herself. 🍁🍁🍁 It was after the fourth knock that the door opened, it was a maid that opened the door. When the door was opened, she slowly and elegantly walked in, her heels making noises on the clean tiled floor. She was wearing a red, short dress and her blonde hair was curled. She wore alittle makeup and had black heels on, to match was a black bag, she looked elegant and beautiful.

She quickly turns around and leaves without anyone noticing. .... It was midnight; there was a lady draped in a black cloak, her face concealed as she made her way to the kitchen. A maid was waiting for her there, and immediately after she arrived, they started conversing in a low tone behind the great doors of the kitchen. The maid conversing with the lady draped in a black cloak was the same maid who had seen what had happened to the maid who was pleasuring Vashi. That's right! The smart maid was now using her information to fill her pocket with coins. The lady draped in a black cloak brings out a small bag of silver coins and then throws it at the maid.

My ankle ached from a roll I’d ignored during practice;l, it had the tender bruise of too many near-falls. The penthouse doors opened and the night slid away like the end of someone else’s movie. The house smelled the way mansions smelled of lemon mops and leather and secrets. The maids were waiting with that polite, soft efficiency that had assumed ownership of me the night I got bought. They wouldn’t look me in the eye, of course. It’s easier that way, less chance of seeing the mess they helped make.

Jazlyn muttered quietly. The girl had climbed the stairs again carefully then turned off the light and closed the secret door again. Now, Jazlyn has changed the mode of her cellphone and is ready to go back to her room, but then she realizes that Jazlyn has deliberately turned the shower on. Jazlyn had now slightly dampened her hair and turned off the shower and put a towel on her head. The girl stopped when she opened the door. A maidservant looked at him very sharply. Jazlyn remembered it. The maidservant is the head of all the household servants in this house.