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Amber hesitated - unsure if the question demanded a reply or was simply a grumble to herself. "A girl," she answered softly. The woman's eyebrows lifted in surprise. "Smart mouth," she sneered. "Too bad that'll be humbled here." Amber frowned, puzzled by the bitterness, but said nothing more. The woman stepped aside and opened the door wide. Amber noticed a packed box standing just inside, an unspoken farewell to the role about to be passed on. "I'm Cressida," the woman said flatly, "ex-maid as of today." Amber blinked. "Wait, you lived here?"

I knew it wasn’t gonna be an easy task but I wanted us to at least,that was the only way to be one step ahead of them. “Any question?”I asked with raised brows. “Actually you missed a part”Emily said and stood up to address everyone as if she was in a meeting and continued”I know the in and out of my house,at that time your talking about,maids are gonna be walking about in the house busy with work and we have nine maids in our house asides my Nanny”. She paused immediately as she mentioned her Nanny’s name like she just remembered something and then she snapped her fingers saying ecstatically”Yes!”

Buenavista's mistreatment towards them. My name is Anna, I used to work as a maid in the Buenavista mansion and during my time there, I experienced excessive maltreatment from Madam Buenavista. She would get angry over things that were not our fault. There were times when she would be annoyed and if you happened to be the first person she saw, you would definitely receive a slap even if you did nothing wrong. That old lady should not be allowed to go unpunished. She will victimize many more people if you let her do what she wants. #ExposeMadamBuenavista

The girl held his hand and she looks back at me , she eyelashes me and I quickly look away and looked towards the PA and I didn’t know where the PA passes through, I stood stuck and a girl dressed in a black short flare gown walk up to me and she was carrying a poppy in her hand. “Hi” she flashes a smile at me . “I am princess Lola, are you the new maid?” she asked. I didn’t know how to even answer her questions , I was still trying to answer when the queen PA came to us. “She was helped by your mom” the PA says. “Oh, I see” she says. “Is nice meeting you” Princess Lola says cradling her dog in her hand, she climbs down the stairs. I followed the PA but one thing didn’t stop playing in my he

I heard her say again. She gave a callous laugh before she clapped her hands. She was not done with the clapping when four maids came into the room, each of them carrying a bowl filled with whatever would spell my doom. I sighed, my mind already comprehending the fact that I was indeed in another hot mess. "Scatter them all over the place." Miss Kardashian commanded. The four maids nodded their heads, then they began to walk around, letting out the contents of their bowls.

They kept on nagging until she agreed to stop the relentless convincing. It was really fun having mum around we had a lot catching up to do and I thought living in the same house would make everything easy for us. We were currently seated at the dining table, long done with dinner, everyone seemed happy with laughter filling the dining room. I was sitting between my two men, glaring at them anytime they attempted to let their hands wander. They had their hands on each of my thighs, thank God I was wearing my sweats. Otherwise nothing would have stopped their fingers from probing my entrance.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm here to work not to sleep with you" "Playing hard to get? I know all of those tricks two million?" "I'm sorry to tell you this sir, even if you offer billion, and even if your the richest man in the world I won't sleep with you,don't be too confident on your appearance, if you trick the other lady to sleep with you not me, gosh even your the most handsome in the world I don't dare to!" "Then your not qualified as a maid, get out" "Ok, sir I'll do it..."

she raised her hands Upwards"My marriage can't be delayed, the marriage is set at the most perfect time and venue" " How about me, I will do the job for two months and you won't regret it" "You??, No way!!" "Why not, I am capable of doing the job, it's only two months" She stopped, the I eyebrows furrowed "Ella Sinclair, her niece" "So your father works for Mr Knight also?" "Yes in the financial department, here in New York "I see, she nodded "you can be trusted but still you don't qualify. Mr Knight only hires, Middle-aged women."

I nodded eagerly, hastily wiping the drool from the corner of my mouth before springing out of bed, yawning and stretching my arms above my head. I was about to tell Martha that I’d quickly head to the shower, but before I could even part my lips, she suddenly clapped her hands together. Like a perfectly rehearsed formation, the maids straightened and began moving toward me in unison. “Make sure Madam is ready. We have forty-five minutes to get this done—no mistakes,” Martha commanded with authority. “Yes, ma’am!” The maids responded in unison, their voices sharp and determined. Hmm, I had a weird feeling about this.

She hesitates, wondering, “Are you going to prepare breakfast?” A casual shrug of his shoulders and his response, "Not today... but I might make breakfast for you one day," leaves her both intrigued and touched by the notion of his culinary efforts. The tranquility is momentarily interrupted by a soft knock on the door, drawing Dominic's attention. He invites the person inside, revealing a maid dressed immaculately in a neat uniform. Elizabeth is taken aback, utterly astonished by the unexpected presence of hired help within their intimate space. “Sir, madam. The breakfast is served,” the maid announces, Elizabeth struggles to comprehend the sudden shift in dynamics, her mind racing to make