How did you

One of the maids, a young woman with a timid demeanor, nervously shuffled out from the group. The elderly matriarch of the household, Grandma Creston, fixed her with a piercing gaze that seemed to demand an explanation. "What did you say?" the grandmother inquired, her voice heavy with concern.

The maid hesitated, her hands twisting nervously in front of her. "I am sorry, Grandma," she finally whispered, her voice barely above a murmur. "I did that out of anger. I have been casually mistreated by Ms. Lisa several times, and I thought that was the best way of getting back at her." Tears welled up in her eyes, glistening as they spilled down her cheeks, a silent testimony to the turmoil within her.

As her confession hung in the air, a heavy silence descended upon the room, punctuated only by the occasional sniffle from the maid. Grandma Creston's expression softened, her features reflecting a mixture of empathy and understanding. She slowly rose from her chair, a gesture of compassion,
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