I paced back and forth in the room in anticipation for Nicolas call. My phone chimed and I checked it immediately, but it was a spam message. I sighed restlessly as I saw the message."Stupid people. Don't know when to send messages." I grumbled as I continued pacing. It was almost two hours and Nicolas hasn't gotten back to me. Why was he so slow in finding information.My phone rang and I picked up immediately."So what's the news?" I said immediately."Take a chill pill man, I haven't even breathed. And do you know how hard it was to dig this up?""Why was it hard? It's just finding out a few details." I said and he chuckled."Well, this few details seems to have been purposely covered up to prevent any news from spreading." He said."So what did you find out?" He kept mute before speaking."So from my investigation, Archie Addams and Miss Iris seems to have had a romantic past." He said and I clenched my fist trying to still give the benefit of the doubt."So what happened to them
I woke up to Nicholas's obnoxious singing outside my door."Rise and shine, sunshine! We've got a ton of work to do, and I'm not doing it alone!" He yelled outside my door as he kept banging.My head was hurting terribly and I had just managed to get some sleep after a night of tossing and turning.I groggily opened the door to find Nicholas striking a pose, a ridiculous grin plastered on his stupid annoying face."Shut up, prat," I grumbled, trying to hide my lingering sadness.Nicholas sauntered in, uninvited. "Oh, come on, Leigh! Don't be like that. I know you're still pining for Iris, but..." I glared at him and he swallowed up his words."It's not about Iris." I lied and he gave me that look, like he didn't believe me. I also didn't believe me anyway. I sighed as I staggered back to my bed.Nicholas snickered. "Sure, sure. Whatever you say, boss man. But seriously, you shouldn't be this worried about something that happened in the past right? Her being with that Lane's puppet was
~ Iris POV ~ I walked back to my room, my heart heavy with guilt and confusion. I couldn't shake off the look Leigh had given me when he saw Chad and I. There was a mix of hurt, anger, and disappointment in his eyes. I felt like I had betrayed him, even though I knew I hadn't done anything wrong. As I entered my room, I let out a deep sigh and collapsed onto my bed. Why did I still have feelings for Leigh? I had already rejected him, and he was engaged to someone else. I even thought that I had been able to condition my heart to not think about him. But seeing him today, looking so hurt and angry... it brought all my emotions flooding back. I scurried to my drawer and brought out the handkerchief he had given me when we first met. I had hidden it away, hoping that if I didn't see it, then I would stop thinking about him, but it wasn't working. I caressed the T emblem on it, it felt warm but his smell no longer lingered on this piece of clothing. Now it just smelled like old clothe
We walked all the way to the back of the servants quarter, and when I felt we were at a safe distance where we could talk without being eaves dropped on, I stopped on my tracks and turned to her. Her expression was neutral but her hands were still folded. I dropped the bag of sorvenir Chad had handed to me on a wooden seat by the side."You have something to say to me, don't you?" I broke the silence.She lowered her gaze, before raising it up to meet mine again. "Remember when we first started working here, I had asked you to be careful of the Masters right?" Her voice was strict, and I felt like I knew the direction this conversation was heading. I bit my lips and lowered my gaze."Just say what you want to say Gina." I mumbled and she sighed before moving closer to me and unfolding her arms."I know," she started, "I know you are confused about this whole issue with the Masters, and now there is Miss Eleanor to worry about. And avoiding them is not an option either because you work
"Move your lazy asses, we have a ball to plan!" A senior servant yelled and clapping her hands together to get everyone's attention. "Pack Master wants this to be a night to remember, so let's get to work! And mistakes would not be tolerated or Miss Felice would be sure to kick you out." She warned.The other servants scurried into action, each knowing their tasks. Clara, a young and nimble servant who was part of the new recruits, began arranging the silverware and fine china in the dining hall. "Tara, have you polished the candelabras?" she asked a fellow servant."Not yet, I couldn't find them. The older servants would search for them.""We need to get it done quickly or we would be yelled at." She said worried.Meanwhile, in the kitchen, The senior kitchen servant was barking orders at the kitchen staff. "More flour, Anne! We need to make sure those pastries are light as air. And don't forget to add the sugar!""I'm going to die!" Anne whined as usual as she struggled to keep up.
As the bathroom door creaked open, Eleanor emerged, her face pale. My eyes widened with concern as I approached her. Eleanor's usually impeccable hair was now tangled and damp, her eyes sunken and her skin sallow. She had also washed off her make-up she spent so much time on. She leaned against the doorframe, her hand on her stomach, as if still trying to catch her breath."Are you okay?" I asked worried as I approached her."Don't come near me! Stay there." She said weakly and I stopped on my steps.I felt a surge of worry as I watched her, my mind racing with possibilities. She suddenly had the urge to throw up after sniffing on the croissant I had brought from the kitchen. Maybe she was allergic to something in it?Eleanor's gaze met mine, and for a moment, we just stared at each other. I saw a flicker of embarrassment and annoyance in her eyes, followed by a stern warning. Eleanor's lips pressed together, and she shook her head slightly, as if to say, "Don't ask, don't tell."I no
I was on my bed some where between being half asleep and awake when my alarm rang aggressively in my ears. It was 3:30pm on the dot and I needed to wake Miss Eleanor up by 4::00pm to start getting ready. I hurried to the bathroom and freshened up before rushing to her room. She hasn't even picked out her outfit yet."Hey," someone held onto my arms as I was scurrying along. I looked up to see Chad's smiling face. "Where are you hurrying off to?" He asked."I need to make sure Miss Eleanor is settled and ready on time." I said hastily as I continued on my step but he pulled me back and held me in place."I know you are in a hurry but please walk carefully. You might bump into someone with this pace, and you know the guards are busy lifting heavy objects." He said concerned. I smiled and nodded at him as I released myself from his grip and strided more carefully to my destination.I arrived at her room at exactly 3:56pm. I knocked lightly and let myself in. She was still in bed, so I w
The grand ballroom was abuzz with excitement and elegance, filled with the cream of society, all gathered to see and be seen. The air was electric with anticipation, as guests mingled and chatted, their laughter and conversations mingling with the sweet strains of the orchestra. Everyone showcasing their lovely outfits, wanting to outshine the other.Gentlemen, dashing in their finery, escorted their partners with ease, their eyes shining with charm and sophistication.Candlelight flickered, casting a warm glow over the scene, as the scent of flowers and expensive perfume wafted through the air. The dance floor was a whirlwind of movement, with couples gliding with ease across the floor in perfect harmony.Servants moved discreetly through the crowds, refilling glasses and offering delicate canapés, their faces expressionless but their eyes shining with curiosity as they moved around."Make sure we aren't out of champagne." Gina ordered the servants. Miss Felice was with the Pack mast