Chapter 4

Head Maid Grace Is Fired

After bathing, Alice walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed. She could at least walk normally now.

"Madam Grace had asked for you," Clara said. "I told her you were bathing, and she was angry, saying that you were only supposed to bathe after you attempted your morning chores."

"What did I ever do to that lady?" She lamented.

"Don't mind her; it's because you are very beautiful. Mrs. Grace hates people that are too beautiful; you are not the first person."

"Is she sick?"

"Who knows; come, let's go before she starts barking."

The two left the room and went to do their work. Alice went to help the chef in the kitchen. It was her turn to help.

"You are here," the chef smiled when she saw her.

"Yes, Chef Amelia." She and the chef had a good relationship. The middle-aged lady handed her some vegetables. "Help me cut these."

She took the vegetables to watch them. The head maid walked in. "What do you think you are doing, Alice?"

Alice looked at her in confusion. "What do you mean? I am cutting vegetables."

"Are you supposed to be here? You were supposed to do the laundry," she shouted.

"No, I did the laundry last time. It's Clara and Judith's turn." Alice argued.

"Are you trying to teach me my work? If I say you are doing the laundry, then you are certainly doing the laundry. There's no arguing, and you must have to do it all by yourself; in this household, my words are the law. It must not be disobeyed."

Alice was very reluctant; she had been doing most of the work since last week, and it's stressing her. If she continues like this, she might work herself to death before she can save up enough money.

"What are you still doing standing there? Go and do what I told you now." Grace commanded.

Carson had gone down to the kitchen in a fit of rage; the maids forgot to put drinking water in his room. He had to get it himself. When he arrived, he witnessed Alice and Grace's conversation. If it was before, he would have ignored them, but now he had already considered Alice as his woman, and besides, he was sorry for taking her virginity.

He decided to interfere this time for her sake. "What the hell is going on here?" he asked.

Alice and Grace turned and were surprised to find Carson standing in front of the kitchen door. Alice blushed when she saw him and bent her head. Only God knows what she was thinking.

"Master Carson, it's nothing much; it's just that this maid had been growing arrogant these days and had refused to do any chores. But don't worry, I can handle her," Grace said in a fawning manner.

Carson ignored him and turned to Alice. "You! Tell me what happened here." He ordered.

Alice swallowed and started narrating everything that went on between her and Grace, how she used to work overtime, and how her rations were seized sometimes.

Carson listened carefully. For some reason, he was feeling very angry and furious. He felt like releasing all his anger on Grace. Carson couldn't understand why he was feeling like this. Was it that he was falling for her? Or maybe it was because They had slept together, and he was subconsciously thinking of her as his woman. But he didn't have the same feelings with Lisa; in short, he even wanted her to leave fast after sleeping with her.

It was the same with the other girls; the only girl that had made him have that kind of feeling aside from Alice was her ex Angela. It was the feeling of wanting to protect something precious to you.

"Master Carson, don't mind her; she is just up to all this nonsense," Grace shouted.

"I am sorry for interrupting master Carson, but what Alice said was all true," the chef said.

Grace looked at the chef in shock; if it were any other person, it might not be taken seriously, but the chef wasn't someone her words couldn't be taken seriously. She was well respected in the family, and even Grace doesn't dare to order the chef around.

"Wait, Mr. Carson; let me explain."

"Enough! You are fired!"

Grace was stumped. She had been fired just like that. "Master Carson, you know it's me that madam trusts; she can't trust another person."

"Don't worry; I think Alice is more trustworthy. I will convince my mother to make her the new head maid. As for you, go and pack your luggage and leave this house this instant."

Grace felt weak; if it were the girls that said fired her, she was quite confident Mrs. MacPherson wouldn't allow it; she just needs to act innocent, and nothing will happen.

But for the young master, his case was different; his words were as strong as Mr. MacPherson, and the madam adores him so much. She reluctantly left the kitchen to pack up her belongings. Alice heaved a sigh; the case was solved; she doesn't need to work her ass out every time. She prayed that the next head maid wouldn't be as wicked as Grace.

As for her being the head maid, she thought Carson was bluffing. Will madam ever consider such a thing considering the fact that she was new? After the morning chores, she went to eat breakfast with Clara; they ate inside their room.

Clara was very excited. "I can't believe it. That devil has finally left this household. Young master Carson is really a just man." Alice smiled and didn't say a thing.

Knock! knock!

The door was knocked; Clara, who was closer, went to open the door. The Butler, Mr. Howard, walked in. He looked around the room arrogantly. "Who among you is Alice?"

Alice stood up immediately. "I am the one."

"Good," he looked at her up and down as if studying her before nodding his head approvingly. "The madam wants to see you; she is in the garden now. She wants to have a word with you."

Alice started getting worried. Madam, why was she looking for her? Was she angry because of what happened?