The days passed. No one realised that Carl has not been home for the past three days. Although Mr. Edgardo spend two days away from home with his grandkids as they had fun exploring the cities while the sons and daughters of the family were busy having dates and parties all over the City and sometimes they throw some fun party inside the mansion, but of course Carl is never going to be invited to the parties because he is soo poor and lives a wretched life of a servant in the Mansion.. They would rather not want to see his face anywhere around the mansion until their party is already over.. ** A bright new day has come and in the Chavez home it was clearly demonstrated as everyone were walking helter-skelter and the maids of the house were mostly the once stressed with their work. There was no minute that passes when any of their names would not be mentioned especially for the head-maid, Sara who is Madam Vincenta most favorite housemaid in the mansion. The morning was still as c

Vincenta slammed her palm on her forehead. With how heartless she is, she didn't even bother to think or ask about what happened from Julia's mouth. She was already against the young maid but was trying hard not to inflict another pain on her plastered face as she looked at her with disgust. Sara stood beside Madam Vincenta. When she saw the plasters on Julia's face, she smiled wickedly. "Now the circus of hatred has begun with her. That's what she gets for taking sides with that wretched son-in-law of the family," Jeering loathsomely in her mind, she cussed.. Julia was frightened still; she don't know what will happen if she brings her face up to look at her bosses face after hearing her slamming her palm on her head; her heart pounded heavily and little tears freely drip from her eyes as she writhe with her soft fingers.. With few steps, Vincenta walked towards her. "If not that I'm in quite a good mood right now, I'll not mind destroying your face with the sharp blades on my

"My chambers was supposed to be the last place anyone can go without my permission, but someone has managed to crack through and penetrated into my office and stole two thousand dollars sealed in a brown envelope on my office desk..." "Such tremendously foolish act occurred between last friday to today.. " "Now I want to ask. Who stole my money?" The query was like tremor from a volcano banged on everyone's heart. Everyone blinked their lips in bafflement and indistinct mumbling could be heard amongst the family members and quite also from the housemaids. Vincenta didn't simply say nothing. "What! Who is soo audacious and thinks he has the teremity to steal from your office? She bawled instantly. "What the hell?! How did that happened?" Valeria uttered in shock. "Is that even possible, Dad? No one have the keys to your chambers and offices except you and Sebastian here, " while directing her fingers towards the aged man standing closely behind her father, Vivian said, disrespe

If Matt and Dante were like Yul, they would have taken pictures of him shivering with a pale face. Matt tightened his grip more on his gun and Dante was fully prepared with a sharp edged pen knife on his left hand and a small dagger on his right hand. He is also quite a good fighter as he has little experience in Martial art from his father who is also a Martial artist. "Holy mother of God.. " Yul shrill in fear. He was the only one able to see a brown trouser and a black boot standing beside the other back of the broad tree. What terrified him most is the long rifle the man was carrying, he could see the mouth of his gun almost kissing the floor. He saw the leg of the man moving and turning and he guessed that the guy with the dread voice is actually having his eyes around to see if he could get hold of anything on sight as he seemed to be inspecting the part of the forest. "Who really are these guys and why are they roaming around this forest with heavy guns, " he pondered thoug

Julia was alone in her bedroom. She laid on her bed feeling very uncomfortable. The voices of the Chavez family chattering were soo audible across the mansion especially the voice of Madam Vincenta and that of her wicked daughters of jezebel who are not ready to return to their husband's home because they cannot bring themselves to serve on their husband's feet despite how comfortable their husband's are in life. The strong voices coming from the living room made the glass of her windows to clink and the iron metals on the windows to vibrate. Little tears were flowing down her face and dripping from her eyes as she gulped back the saliva that was hanging in her mouth from what had just happened. She sounded like she had been quite sober for a long time because she didn't seem to have enough tears or energy. She somberly listened to every talk the Chavez family had going on and felt a great deal of sympathy for Carl because she believed he was innocent and might have been set up.