The Maid Audiobook Novels & Stories

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

I have never had an office job before, and I am quite excited about the experience. I have checked a few tips online to avoid making amateur mistakes, but sadly, I don't know the name of his company, so I am going in blind. Ma seems happy and content with the new job, and it makes me hope I will be as well. She has been gushing about the mansion and all the appliances available to ease her work and how kind everyone is. I decided to drag myself off the soft mattress and went searching for Ma to see if she needed help in any way. When I found her, she was busy, with Maria acquainting her with our boss's favorite dishes and the recipes.

~~~ The maid Kayden had bumped into and slipped through the side corridor adjacent to the old master’s study and hurriedly made her way to the end of the corridor, where there was another flight of stairs. She checked her surroundings to make sure she was alone before pulling out her phone from the side pocket of her uniform and dialing a number. After a few seconds, the call connected, and she spoke directly. “Master, I've gotten a recording of their conversation like you ordered. What are your instructions on what to do with it, Master?” “Yes, Master.” “Yes, Master.” “Yes, Master, I'll send it to you immediately,” the maid said and hung up. The next second, her fingers flew on the phone sc

The morning aftermath feels rushed, like someone skipped breakfast and went straight for the mundane problem-solving. Somewhere down the hall, the maid coughed. I recognised the cough. Marta, my grey-haired maid. She had the kind of cough that said she’d buried more people than she’d sheets tucked in. But the sound of her cough was deceptive, as I’ve learned the previous evening. Marta was talking low to another maid—it was one of the younger ones I guessed, with eyes of a deer caught in a headlight. “The books were still open when they found him,” the young maid whispered.

Amby asked as she tried to help the maid relax. May looked at her with fury as she went back to sit down. “Take a deep breath and then release it. You will be fine,” Amby said softly to the maid to make her calm and the maid obeyed her. After taking a deep breath, she became a bit calm and stood up on her feet. “Now tell us what happened. Where is the maid?” Elder Cyril asked. “S–She is dead.” the maid announced, avoiding everyone’s gaze. "The maid... she's dead?" Elder Cyril said, his voice filled with disbelief.

the woman said flatly, "send her out. She's been with me long enough to know my secrets. You know what to do." "Yes, Madame." The maid's screams and desperate pleas faded until silence returned, broken only by the orchestra's steady hum. "Sorry about that," the melodious voice resumed, smooth as silk. "We were interrupted. My maid made a mistake. She's served me for years, yet she still hasn't learned. Useless people don't deserve to stay, don't you agree?" Jovas felt a thorn lodge in his throat. It was hard to breathe. "... Y-Yes."

they all replied in unison. She remained silent for a few seconds before locking her gaze on the maid in question and asked. "Hey, what's your name?" "Claire ma'am," she replied, her eyes downcast, but it was clear that the maid was nervous, despite the fact that she was doing an excellent job of concealing her fear. "Would you like me to strip you naked? I demand that you hand up your second phone, bitch!" Ava screamed at the maid, and it was at that point that the maid realized she had been caught.

the maid replied and rushed to her. “What is your name? she asked the maid. “My name is Mara" the maid replied. “From today, you will be my personal maid," Nelly said to her. “Okay madam" the maid replied. “Can you just stop addressing me as madam, it makes me feel old which am not, you are probably older than me, just call me Nelly" “Okay Madam, I mean Nelly" the maid corrected herself. “Show me to my husband's room," Nelly said to the maid and the maid nodded.

Then just shortly after lunch, she was startled when the door to her room suddenly swung open and it revealed the full figure of the Lamia maid. “Prepare yourself,” The Maid announced without even bothering to excuse herself. “You will be taken somewhere else.” Amanda silently complied. There wasn’t much to prepare anyway, so they went on their way as soon as she was mentally ready; except that she actually is not. She thought that her time was finally up, that the Lord of the castle has finally decided what to do with her, and by the looks of the halls that they are passing through, the stench that is getting stronger the more they go deeper, and the deep growls that she is starting to hear

DINING WITH THE ENEMIES (She's just naive) Genres; Thriller CHAPTER 13 By, baby favour Das Mansion *What! You allow her to go in?* maid two said. *I didn't allow her she just went in* maid one answered. *I'm sure we will be dead soon* maid two repiled. *You should have told her young master prohibited anyone from entering his room!* Maid three said. *Let just wait for her scream or her body throw out* Maid one concluded and they all went their way.