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Chapter 16. Give up or Give in.
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Maya hesitates for a moment before slowly lowering herself into the indicated chair, her gaze fixed on the table in front of her. She can feel Jackson's eyes on her, and the tension in the air is palpable."Where are the children?" Jackson asks, his voice calm and even."Resting," Maya replies, her own voice tight with barely suppressed emotion. "They had a difficult night."Jackson nods, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. "I see. Well, I'm sure they'll be refreshed and ready to join us soon."Maya doesn't respond, instead focusing her attention on the elaborate spread of food laid out before them. Her stomach churns with a mix of hunger and unease, and she finds herself picking at the meal rather than eating.The silence between them is oppressive, and Maya can feel her anxiety mounting with every passing second. Just when she's about to speak up, Jackson clears his throat, drawing her attention."You will be briefed more on your stay here." He says stiffly, his face cold.
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Unnoticed by maya, the head maid, Mrs. Thompson, her gray-streaked hair pulled into a tight bun and her starched uniform rustling with each deliberate step, approaches the kneeling maid who's still trembling from her earlier encounter. "Sarah."The older woman's voice is like the sound of a crack in the deafening silence. The woman, Sarah, jump's at the address looking up at the cool face of Mrs Thompson."Y-yes?"The young maid's hands shake as she clutches her apron, tears streaming down her reddened cheeks."Pack your things immediately and leave the premises," Mrs. Thompson's voice cuts through the silence like a steel blade. "Your services are no longer required at this establishment."Maya, who has been holding her children close, their small bodies still quivering from the earlier commotion, startles at this. Her emerald eyes flash with concern and indignation. "Wait a minute! please, this isn't necessary. Jackson hasn't even expressed any displeasure about the situation. We
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