RiaI twitched my lip. Does it mean that this is the first time the cold governor is taking a maid in?. But why the sudden decision?. Could it be because I challenged him?. Now I see the reason why those men from before looked worried. I'm doomed."Whatever. My name is Gloria and she's Zoey " She said pointing to the young lady behind her. Zoey was dressed in a black gown and white fluffy slippers. She had a fair complexion and her brown shadowed hair tumbled down her shoulder. "I am the one in charge of the kitchen and smooth running of this mansion. Zoey is in charge of the laundry room. The young master didn't give a specific job to you but he asked that you get trained to be a perfect maid. "I raised my head in disbelief. A perfect maid?. She stretched out her hand towards Zoey and she placed a badge and some documents on her hanging hands.Mrs Gloria pushed them into my hand. "This is your job batch. It will be your identity card in the house to avoid been tagged a trespasser
EthanI swallowed hard as Grandma stared at the television with clenched fist. "The dead bodies of a business tycoon Mr Roger and his daughter was found in their mansion few hours ago. Rumors has it that the son in law Rutherford had mudered the father and daughter after they had forced him into signing a divorce letter. The young man and the document papers are nowhere to be found. The police confirms him as a prime suspect and is in search of him...." The female journalist blabbed.Grandma picked up the remote and turned off the television. She wore a puckered face and I knew what would follow next."Do you realize what your carelessness would have cost us if I hadn't intervened?" She growled at me.When I returned that day, I had told her everything because I knew that she would find out about it sooner or later from another source and that would make things more difficult. And just as usual, she lashed at me and called me many names. I almost strangled her wrinkled neck when she b
Selena (Ria)Donned in my uniform and cleaning supplies, I embarked on my daily mission to restore order to the vast expanse of opulence. The grand entrance hall greeted me with its towering marble columns, intricate chandeliers, and a majestic staircase that seemed to ascend into the heavens.As i stood at the threshold, my eyes widened at the sheer magnitude of the task ahead. The mansion, with its countless rooms, hidden nooks, and forgotten corners, held secrets and stories within its walls. I have been served by others all my life but here I am serving others. It's been four days of relentless cleaning classes by Mrs Gloria and here I am, struggling to put everything I have learnt into practice.My first destination was the ornate library, a treasure trove of knowledge, its shelves lined with leather-bound books. I delicately ran a feather duster along the shelves, removing the thin layer of dust that clung to the forgotten pages. I carefully rearranged the books, ensuring each f
Rutherford I stood before a floor-to-ceiling mirror, surrounded by an exquisite collection of tailored suits, silk ties, and designer accessories. True to her words, Salia had ordered new clothes and these ones had a few colorful clothes among them. Not like I love wearing colorful clothes but because a mission which requires putting on a colorful clothe might come up anytime and I hate been caught unawares.With a focused gaze, i meticulously selected the attire that would epitomize my commanding presence. Each garment was carefully crafted to fit my athletic frame flawlessly, accentuating his charisma and determination.As i slipped into the immaculately tailored suit, the fine fabric embraced my form, molding to my body like a second skin. It screams a touch of luxury and serves as a reminder of the success I had achieved through relentless pursuit of my goals.I moved with a practiced elegance, fastening buttons, adjusting cuffs, and when I was done, I walked and stood in front o
RutherfordAfter taking a last look at myself at the mirror, I was satisfied with what I saw. My new ash suit fits properly and the white tie gave it a perfect look.I smiled at myself and turned and picked up my briefcase, took a last look at the room before sauntering down the hallways. Dad had traveled out of the country for some business and as the eldest son of the house, it is my duty to ensure the smooth running of the company. Mum had advised me to work really hard to gain the favor of dad and the shareholders so that my opportunity of becoming the sole heir will be fully guaranteed and I am doing just that. Although the opposition from my crafty grandmother is really making things difficult.Just then, I paused when I heard some voices coming from the old woman's room. What could they be discussing so early in the morning?. I peeped through the keyhole to see Janet massaging Grandma Athaliah's leg. This two is a scary combination, making me wonder what they were up to so earl
RutherfordI turned restlessly on the swivel chair as many thoughts ran through my head. I still don't understand why an old woman can be so greedily thirsty for power. If she has threatened to make my stepbrother the sole heir, then I really have a lot to handle.Dad has just two sons with mum because Athaliah had asked him to stop getting her pregnant. Too much children would means less property for her. Because she might be left with nothing, before he would be done sharing the properties among the children. And dad obediently agreed. This is how influential the old woman can be. "Sir. Sir. Are you listening to us sir?" I heard one of my managers say, bringing me out of my thoughts.This is the third time that I am blanking out like this. I looked around to see everyone staring at me with worried and confused looks. I am not the type that loses focus during meetings."Is everything alright sir?" Steven, my personal assistant whispered to me.I nooded positively, adjusting my tie.
AthaliahI walked to and fro my room, trying really hard to convince myself that what I heard was wrong. Ethan has informed me earlier that he overhead Gina telling someone over the phone that Silverado has planned on naming his heir tonight during his welcoming party.How is that even possible?. My son can never take a decision without letting me know first. I have trained him to do so and he has been doing just that. What now went wrong?.I shook off the scary thought as I tried to convince myself that Ethan must have heard wrong. He just have to be wrong. But then, if he could come home without letting me know then he could do worse. My heart missed a beat as I hurried out of my room, towards Silverado's. My hard work of almost fifty years cannot be in vain. I had put many efforts to make Silverado see me as the only person that truly cares about him in this wide world. I had fed him with a lot of lies as a growing child and I was certain that he would forever remain a weakling in
EthanThe news of the massacre of most of the Silverado's family by poison became the talk of the town. Many people believed it was done by their numerous opponents while I believe it was done by my grandmother Athaliah. I had only told her and mum about what i heard in the office, I never expected her to kill everyone - including my mum.Tears flew down my eyes as i gulped down more alcohol. I should have kept shut and mind my business that day. Then maybe, my mother would have still be alive. My thought is interrupted by the sudden emergence of grandma Athaliah who has managed to get the media to convince everyone that the massacre was done by our enemies and she only managed to escape with me because we weren't in the house during the attack."You've been drinking for the past six days. Get on your feet and get to work" Athaliah commanded. I shot her a hard stare and without saying a word, i concentrated on gulping down more alcohol. As much as I wanted to strangle the woman's ne