I sat up on the bed and immediately I heard footsteps at the door. I waited and listened but the footsteps had already stopped. I sighed in relief but right after that the door to the room opened and two people walked in and stood right in front of me who was still seated on the bed.Towering over me, all of a sudden were two guys. "Who are you and what are you doing in this room?" the first one asked."I am the new houseboy," I answered.They both looked so familiar and I couldn't help but stare intently just trying to remember who they were."What do you think you are doing?" the second asked.I remembered who they were and I became instantly irritated by their presence. Those were the two numbskulls who made their driver splash mud all over me."Wait a minute Xavier. This guy looks familiar." the second said to the first. He snapped his fingers as he remembered who I was. "It's the same cheap thing we splashed mud on yesterday." the second added."You don't say. Alex, I think our
She gave me the thing in and I looked at it strangely. "It's a vacuum cleaner., she said after noticing my clear confusion."Here, I will show you how to use it." the maid said and took it from my hands. She showed me how to turn it on and off and the way it is used. I accepted it back from her, "Thank you." I said and started to use it.I saw as Alex's face changed to an angry one. He glared at me and then walked in a different direction.I was vacuuming when I noticed yet another maid staring at me but this time from afar and hid immediately after she noticed I saw her. I had no clue why the maids were suddenly so... I don't even have a word for their behaviorI finished with the vacuuming and just then Xavier approached me. He was having a glass of wine in his hand and he emptied it on me and the rug."My mistake., he said, not hiding the fact that he did it on purpose."Scrub the rug." Xavier said, looking at me with indifference "Yes sir., I answered.I returned to the attic wit
"What took you so long? Are you answering or are you just going to stand there looking like a baboon?" Alex asked me. I opened my mouth to speak but then he interrupted me. "You know what? Forget it. Just get to scrubbing." Alex said, waving me off. I went on my knees and started to scrub. In no time I was done and went to get rid of the water. Right when I was out of Xavier's and Alex's sight, a maid came and took everything off my hands. I snatched it back, already pissed off by their actions. This was too strange for me and if they all refuse to explain themselves then I refuse to be helped. "Excuse me." the maid said and blocked my way. I slapped my palm against my forehead and then rubbed it downwards against my face. "What is it?" I asked her. "Why are you rejecting my help? Am I not as pretty as the others?" she asked, leaving me with an uneasy feeling. "What?!" I exclaimed. "You don't find me as attractive as the others who helped you." the maid said. "What's my busine
"What the hell?! Tamira! Of all the pathetic men you could have done that with?! You chose a houseboy?!" Xavier yelled.It showed so clearly how much Xavier was fuming from the sight of what he had just seen. "We were not doing anything Xavier. Don't be so dramatic." Tamira said, trying her best to wave it off as though it was a minor thing."Tamira this is trash! I don't ever want to see you near that... that..." Xavier was so mad that he couldn't even find proper words to use."You!" Xavier said, pointing directly at me with his finger. "Get out!" he added.With my head humbly bowed, I left Tamira's room, and almost immediately, I heard the door slam shut behind me."I let you out too soon," Xavier said and I heard keys and the sound of the door being locked."Xavier you can't just do that to me! I did nothing wrong and you know it! Nothing happened between..." Tamira was saying but then Xavier interrupted."Was this the same poor nobody that mother was talking to me and Alex about
"No issue," I said and drove away. I made it to my son's mansion and parked inside after the gates were opened for me.I opened the car door and stepped out. I threw the keys at the approaching driver and he missed it. As the key fell to the floor I took off my glasses and scowled at the terrified driver."Madam... I... I am very sorry. It won't repeat itself." the driver pleaded with me, already predicting what would happen to him next."You are right about something," I said as I folded my glasses with both my hands."This is not going to repeat itself," I said. "Consider this your last night here," I added and started to walk away.I paused my steps and without turning around I said, "And by the way. You will not be paid a dime for this month."I resumed heading towards the entrance of the mansion and didn't bother to stop as the driver yelled from behind me."Please, Mrs. Wilson! I need the money! You can fire me but please let me receive this month's payment!" he sounded as if in
*The next morning*I stretched in bed and I yawned as well. I sat up and then stood up just in time to hear the last ringing of my phone.And with weary eyes, I checked for the caller and saw the name, Mr. Cranston. Ugh! What is it this time?I dialed his number and waited for him to pick up the phone. After a while of listening to the buzzing of my phone, he finally picked up the call."I just saw your missed call. What do you want?" I asked him. I'm sure my voice on the phone conveyed that I was just waking up from sleep."Don't tell me you are just waking up now Mrs. Wilson." Mr. Cranston's voice sounded from my phone."How's that your business? Anyways, let's just say I did not sleep with a good mind." I replied."Now tell me the reason why you called me," I added."Just to inform you that my boys were caught with your supply of cocaine to them. My spies informed me that they haven't uttered a single word to the police. You have to get them out of there." Mr. Cranstone said as if
I stopped by at the roadside and got expensive alcohol before resuming my drive to the police station.It didn't take long before I reached the police station and parked near it. With the help of my mirror, I watched myself apply lip gloss. I stepped out of the car and that was when my phone beeped. My husband may be old but not me. Our relationship was that of age gap so I still had part of my beauty as a young girl back in the days. Of course, getting myself married to a rich man was my goal too and I succeeded in it.I checked my phone and saw that my agent had sent the picture of the man in charge. He didn't look that far from my age and that made my job easier.I walked into the police station and requested to speak with their boss. An officer led me to an inner room and went in while I stood outside the door.After a few minutes, the officer came out and so did another man. "He'll attend to you now Mrs. Wilson." the officer said to me.I walked in and the man stood up and salut
"Nothing important," I said. "At least not to me" I added, slyly putting the camera which had recorded everything, into my handbag."How do you mean? Mrs. Wilson, did you record everything that just happened between us in that camera I just saw?" the officer asked, panicking."Yes. Yes, I did. And if you don't do as I say and free those two men then it will come out in the open." I replied him.The officer began to laugh. "What is so funny?" I asked."You are funny. You are hilarious," he answered."So I got a video that will get you fired instantly and all you can do about it is laugh?" I asked, quite perplexed by his reaction."You are not going to show that video to anyone M, rs. Wilson," he said to me."And why wouldn't I?" I asked him."If you got me recorded then you got yourself recorded as well. I know how serious you are when it comes to maintaining your so-called good name and reputation. You wouldn't everything you spent years building come crumbling down now will you?" the