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023TWO DAYS LATER[ALORA’S POV]Earlier today, all the maids were given strict instructions. We were expecting two visitors—Stanley’s mother and Charles’s sister. We worked tirelessly, cooking and cleaning as if royalty was visiting, even though it was just two people.It was frustrating. I had better things to do, like updating the chapters of my book. But here I was, preparing meals for people who wouldn’t even appreciate my effort. As if that wasn’t enough, I was told I’d be the one to show Charles’s sister to her room and cater to anything she needed. The thought alone made me sick.“It’s just a matter of weeks, Alora, and you’ll be out of here,” I reassured myself as I walked out of the kitchen, my chores finally done.I strode to my room, locked the door behind me, and went straight to the shower. Stanley had made it clear—he wanted no issues or complaints during the visit. He even claimed he didn’t want anything that could worsen his mother’s health. That man was impossible. D
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024I stared at her, my chest aching with anger and regret. Words tangled in my throat, refusing to come out. Without a second glance, I turned and walked away.The hallways felt narrower as I stormed back to my room. Lost in thought, I collided with Charles. I was too furious to speak, my expression hardening. I tried to brush past him, but he grabbed my hand.“Hey, I’m sorry,” he said, eyes earnest. “I know my sister said some harsh things. Don’t listen to her—she’s just jealous you’re prettier than she’ll ever be.”I didn’t smile. “Thank you,” I muttered. “But I have to go.”He released my hand reluctantly. I could see the disappointment in his eyes, but I ignored it. I couldn’t afford to get closer to him, not when he was starting to make advances. If I let him think I felt the same, it would only make things worse.I didn’t look back. My footsteps echoed in the silence until I reached my room.STANLEY’S POVI sank into the couch, trying to bury the anxious knot in my chest. The b
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027How dare… She wanted to scream, but she held back, clenching her fists till they turned red."Trust me, I'll make sure you pay for this! I'll make sure you're thrown out of here, filthy maid!"After speaking, she glared at me and walked away, brushing past my shoulder before slamming the door shut as she left.I heaved a heavy sigh. Alora, you really need to work on your temper, I said to myself. I knew I was going to get scolded, but what's done is done.Chloe, on the other hand, stormed her way through the house as she headed for her brother's room.Her heels clicked ominously on the tiles as she walked in anger, her mind reeling back to how Alora had slapped the shit out of her."I'll make sure you pay, Alora. You'll surely get sacked, or my name isn't Chloe," she made a silent vow to herself as she barged into Charles’s room."Charles, we need to talk," she said, pacing back and forth.Charles, who was sitting on the bed, just stared at her, watching. He didn’t respond."Charl
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028Stanley, please just listen to me!" I begged, my voice trembling with desperation. But he didn’t listen."Don’t you listen, Chloe?" he snapped. "I said I don’t want to hear anything from you. Just get out!" His voice thundered through the room, sharp and final.Tears welled in my eyes, burning hot as they spilled down my cheeks. My chest tightened, my heart shattering into a million irreparable pieces. I stood there for a moment, hoping—praying—that he would soften, that he would take it back. But he didn’t. He turned his back on me as if I were nothing.Biting back a sob, I spun on my heels and ran. My feet barely touched the ground as I bolted from his room, my vision blurred by the flood of tears. The walls of the mansion felt suffocating, closing in on me as I hurriedly made my way to my room.As soon as I stepped inside, I collapsed onto the cold, hard floor, my body shaking with uncontrollable sobs. My hands clawed at the fabric of my dress, my breath coming in sharp, ragged
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029So, how did your whole plan of telling Stanley go? Did it work out? You see, Chloe, your problem is that you never listen. You never think things through."I don't want to speak to you, Charles. And guess what? Stanley did respond."Charles scoffed, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed. "Yeah, he did. I was there. He sent you out of his goddamn room, Chloe. Can't you see that if you keep up with this behavior, you're not going to go far?""So what's your point, Charles? What is it? You just came here to taunt me? Well, thank you. I really appreciate your efforts. Now, leave my room," she said, her voice hoarse with frustration."Yes, I'm trying to prove a point, Chloe. And that point is—you’re wrong. And everyone else is right."She let out a sharp, humorless laugh. "Yeah? Are you done? Now go be with your crush, that filthy maid."Charles narrowed his eyes. "Hmm. You call her filthy? Well, that 'filthy' girl is everything—way better than you."Chloe's breath hitche
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053[CHLOE'S POV] I stared at the old hag as she stared back at me. I knew she didn’t like me — ever since that incident when we first met. “What are you doing in this room?” she shouted. “Um, um, um, I-I, um...” I stuttered, frozen under her sharp gaze. “I asked what you’re doing in this room!” she yelled again, advancing towards me. “I was just... I...” My words stumbled out, but before I could finish, she pushed me aside roughly. Her eyes darted to the clothes I had purposely torn. Then, she turned sharply back to me, noticing the scissors still in my hand. Without warning, she slapped me hard across the face. I cupped my cheek, feeling the painful sting radiate through my skin. “What is this? What did you do?!” she bellowed. “You tore the clothes I got as a gift for my son's wife? This... this is the height of it!” Her voice cracked with anger. “I won’t tolerate this. I’ll place a call to my son and tell him everything you’ve done! I’ll have you kicked out of this house i
