Jenny’s pulse quickened as she slipped into Jean's compound. She knew she had to be strategic if she wanted to get the information she needed. Quietly, she tucked herself into a shaded corner, eyes glued to the main entrance, watching for any movement that might offer her an opening. It wasn’t lo
The maid’s gaze shifted toward the windows with a flicker of fear. “Miss, let’s be careful,” she whispered. “If my master—or anyone—comes in now, it’ll be trouble for the both of us.” Jenny nodded, her heart pounding with anticipation. She watched as the maid moved cautiously to check the locks
The Greene family had wondered about Frank's disappearance. But they didn’t realize that someone else within their household had a clue — the maid. A few days earlier, she had stumbled upon Frank at the mall, right as he was paying for his items at the counter. She’d caught sight of the receipt
The footsteps were followed by raised voices barking questions about a broken door. Then, before he could brace himself, the already damaged door was flung open, and Frank and his family burst in. Their eyes fell on Adrian, standing in the centre of the room, and for a moment, stunned silence hu
"This is all the money we have in the house. Take it, I beg you," Ann also pleaded, desperation thick in her voice. Adrian shook his head, a cold expression settling on his face. "Money?" he scoffed. "Do you think this is about money? I don’t need a bribe, and I definitely don’t need your money
Adrian approached Doris, who lay still and motionless on the cold floor. He knelt beside her, pressing his ear close to her mouth, straining to hear even the faintest sign of breath. Nothing. Fear shot through him—was she... dead? Desperate, Adrian gently shook her shoulders, hoping to rouse her.
As soon as Jean’s hand remained stiff in place, Adrian gave Doris a look and nodded toward the door. Without saying a word, he gently took her arm and led her away. The following evening, Doris had just returned home from work, and as she set the table for dinner, she heard the doorbell ring.
As Doris walked Jenny toward the door, Milda, who had been hearing voices downstairs, appeared at the foot of the stairs. Her eyes fell on the gifts Jenny had brought, neatly stacked in the centre of the living room. “Goodness, who brought these?” Milda asked, her gaze lighting up with surprise.