The Maid I Hired Recently Is Mysterious Season 2 の小説・ストーリー

Xander “There is no movement surrounding Nathan and his mother for now,” Luke said. “As of this morning, we have yet to identify the person behind the maid. The woman who hired her was found dead in her home yesterday. Apparent suicide.” I sat in the chair, one hand resting on the armrest while the other curled loosely around a steaming cup of coffee. I listened to Luke’s words with detached indifference, the faint aroma of the coffee wafting up to me.

she twisted her lips with a long sigh, "it happened two years ago. A young woman was hired as a maid, she was about your age." "What happened to her?" "At first, she was very efficient. Hard working. She did her job very well as a cleaner. But later on, she started to have this obsession with Mr. Fernandez. She kept on stalking him and sneaking behind his back. One day, he arrived from work and found her on his bed, totally naked." "Oh my God, that surely shook him."

I waited until she looked up. The hum died in her throat. “You need something, Mr. Reid?” she asked, her tone clipped, professional. But her body tensed like she already knew this wasn’t about work. “Yeah,” I said. “The truth.” Her brows drew together. “About what?” I took a step closer. “Did you plan this? Getting hired here. Bringing your son. Making sure I noticed you.” She froze. She froze. “You think I planned to be a maid in your mansion?” she asked, eyes wide with disbelief.

“Let’s go back. I’m kind of worried now.” “Are you worried that the maid will do something bad while we aren’t at home? ” He did not have a good feeling about the maid. “Help me walk back.” “Don’t overthink it. I hired the maid from a legal company. If she dares to do anything, she’ll be left without a job.” Nevertheless, she still helped him up and brought him back. “Sir, Madam, you’re back. I’ve cleaned the walls. You can inspect the walls and see if there’s anywhere else that I need to clean,” the maid said. She worked pretty quickly and effectively.

" Richard inquired, recognizing his boss's attempt to protect her, even though he doubted the true intentions behind it. "Yes, yes," Rowan replied hastily, realizing the unfolding situation. The word "maid" seemed to linger in her mind as she forced a somewhat foolish smile. "Ohhhh! Babe, is she the new maid you recently hired? I haven't seen her before," Flora chimed in.

"She's wearing one of Mr. Davis' shirts over her wet clothes. Something must have happened in his room, but I'm not sure what." The maid paused, her brow furrowing as she tried to make sense of the situation. "She seemed embarrassed when she left, madam. It's all quite strange, if you ask me. "I'll keep an eye on them, madam," the maid replied, her voice serious and professional. "I'll let you know if I hear or see anything else." With that, she hung up the phone and slipped it back into her pocket, her gaze lingering on the closed door to Greg's room. As the maid stood there, her mind churning with possibilities, she couldn't help but wonder what secrets the mansion's walls were hiding.

She twisted her lips slightly. No need to take more photos go back to work. Mrs Sarah ordered the maids. Yes ma'am said Harriet and bowed her head. Yes ma'am said Kate. She also bowed her head. But madam we haven't taken enough photos and sir Malik hasn't ordered the shoot to stop. Cathy spoke firmly. She is the new maid Magdalena hired recently on the orders of the old lady. Mrs Sarah's smile disappeared and looked at her un blinking. But before she utter another word, Tariq has already slapped her on the face.

Within a few minutes, my lights came flickering on and at that moment, my phone rang. I rushed over to pick it up and saw it was an unknown number. “Harper Holmes?” a female said on the other end “Yes, it is me,” I replied nervously, wondering who would be calling me and for what purpose. “I am calling to inform you that you have been offered the maid job at Dominic Hall’s place. How soon can you come?” she asked. I was too stunned to speak. I froze on the other end, not sure of what to say. I thought it was all a dream.

But I reassured her with a calm tone, "Hey beautiful, is there anything bothering you? You can tell me. I hired you, you can confide in me." The maid took a deep breath before speaking in a hushed tone, "It's just that...I saw something strange this morning. I saw the Ma’am Mira and Ma’am Martha talking in her room but I heard about a room." My curiosity was piqued. "What room?"

Maya scrambles for her bag, knowing she has an emergency allergy kit she'd started carrying after the incident with her son. Her fingers close around the case just as she hears the window opening. Looking up, her blood runs cold. Just then, she hears movement in the hallway and glances up, expecting to see the household staff rushing to assist after hearing her shout. Instead, she catches only a glimpse of a figure slipping into the room - just the bottom of a maid's uniform and a pair of shoes moving with deliberate slowness. Dark figures are climbing through the window, moving with predatory grace. The maid - if she even is a maid - stands to the side, watching with an expression of cold s