Chapter thirty three

Alex tightened his fist on the table and stared carefully as if listening in on his father's footsteps. He slammed his fist hand on the table and got up from the seat he was still on.

"So the old fool thinks he can speak to me however he likes? Just wait and sees what I will do next." Alex said, angrily.

Alex looked at me with the same anger and hatred, "And you?! What do you think you are doing here?! Go wash the dishes!" he ordered and walked off. I made my way to the kitchen and started to wash as I was ordered to.

While I did the washing I noticed that the maids were finally staying in their lane. I would catch their glances but they would look away immediately in return.

What happened to the last maid must have thought them a lesson. I finished with the dishes in a matter of minutes and left the kitchen to find some other work to do.

Maybe mop?

I took a mopping stick out of the attic and fetched water into the bucket. I'll just do the stairs.

I went to the top where the st
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