Alice made sure the house was locked up and all the maids were already in their rooms before she left for her room.
Clara was busy with her phone, so Alice left her and went to her bedroom. She was not sure if she was okay.
The head maid's room was much bigger than that of the normal maids. She was so tired, after a long day she could finally rest. She undressed and put on her nightie after freshening up.
She lay on the bed and had a good night's rest. By 6 am the alarm woke Alice up. The night was not long but she had a good rest.
She got dressed in her clothes and went out, the maid was already gathered waiting for her.
Alice walked to them and gave everyone their portion to do. Everyone is dismissed from doing their work. Alice called out.
"Clara, wait. "
Clara turned, "Please be fast, I need to do my portion."
Alice smiled, "Okay, I will but can we at least leave this place to talk? "
Clara was reluctant to follow her. They went to a silent place.
Alice held Clara's hand, "Clara, what's wrong? You've been acting weird since morning. When I came into the room last night you were so busy with your phone and didn't even raise your head to look at me."
Clara turned her head, she didn't want to say anything.
"Please, just tell me what got you angry. "
Clara folded her arm, "You were promoted all of a sudden just after working for a month here, while we that have been working for some years are still here working as just normal maids."
Alice sighed, and held Clara's hand, "And do you think I would dare boss you around? You know me, I won't give you too much work, and it's not like I won't work also."
Clara was still not convinced that she wouldn't later become like Grace. They were always the ones doing everything, she never touched anything after she was appointed as the head maid.
Clara pouted. "Are you sure? It's not that I'm jealous but I don't want you to be like Grace. We were always tired and that doesn't mean that our work will be reduced the next day. "
Alice patted her hand, "Trust your girl. "
They both laughed and just like that they resolved their differences. Alice was happy now that her friend was also happy.
The McPherson's were just waking up.
Margaret came out with boxes of different kinds and sizes.
She sent a maid to call everyone out to receive their gifts.
The four daughters of the MacPherson were excited. Karen, the eldest daughter, was the first person to receive her gift.
It was a beautiful yellow dress that can be worn to a socialite party.
Mia, the second daughter got a bracket, Anklet, necklace, and an earring. She was excited because it was one of the latest sets trending currently.
Ava, the third daughter, got a brand new shoe. She loved having a collection of shoes.
While Alexis, the fourth child got almost everything her sisters have.
She gave the MacPherson couple a priceless antique and a painting of themselves on their wedding day. They both remember that beautiful day they got married.
The four daughters saw that there was no gift left but there was still a person that hadn't gotten any.
"What of Carson's gift?"
Margaret smiled widely, "What other gift could he want, he has me already, the most priceless gift ever. "
They all laughed out, it was lively with Margaret around.
"Margaret go and get ready, we will start going very soon.” Carson said, keeping a straight face.
The family thought that Carson was taking her out on a date, they all had something else in mind.
Margaret went to her room to get ready.
The food was served a while before they came downstairs. They had their fill and set out to leave.
"Have fun." Alexis yelled.
Carson gave her a look to keep quiet.
The car was already waiting, it was ready to be driven by its owner.
The drive was a little long.
Margaret couldn't curb her curiosity, "So how many girls have you been with since when I've gone?”
Carson sniffed, "I've been with several women."
Margaret was a little shocked.
Carson realized he wasn't supposed to say that so he changed it to, "I was just joking, you should have known me by now."
Margaret grinned from ear to ear, "I thought you were serious, I would have been heartbroken because I've been keeping myself for you."
Carson stared at her for a while before getting his eyes back on the road. He doesn't want to lie to her, just like not wanting to create a relationship based on a lie.
"To be sincere, I've slept with different women.”
Margaret's smile seized for a while, "It's okay, as long as you did not get any of them pregnant."
Margaret turned to the other side, she thought Carson was only for her. Ever since she heard from her parents that her marriage had been arranged with Carson she was so happy. She kept herself all because of him, not many people are keeping themselves for their husbands nowadays.
Carson sped up the car, he wanted to get there quickly and leave quickly. Carson still wondered how she deals with her dad, he is just too strong-headed, and he only listens to himself.
After a drive of forty minutes which felt like two hours, they finally arrived at the house. The maids were looking up and down to check who would come out of the car.
Carson asked, "Didn't you inform your parents?"
Margaret whispered, "It's a surprise."
Carson found it childish but still yet they are not his parents and he can't decide for her because their way of living varies from each other.
Once Margaret got out of the car the maids burst out laughing and ran to her. They were happy to see her. During the time Margaret was here, she was a sweet young lady. And Carson is still looking at her with that same eye. But Margaret now is different.
Mr and Mrs Thompson rushed out, they were curious about the noise. They were utterly speechless when they saw it was their daughter. Mrs. Thompson rushed to her and hugged her, "Oh my darling daughter, I've been waiting for this day to come for all these years."Margaret hugged her back, 'Mom, I wanted to surprise you, and I'm happy that you are surprised. "After the daughter-mother drama, Margaret finally has the time to approach her Dad. She doesn't like her Dad that much, because he was the reason she went to America, leaving Carson all alone. "Dad, I'm back." She smiled at him, although it was not genuine. The only thing that she was pleased with while she was away was that they arranged her marriage with Carson. Mr. Thompson nodded and patted her head, "I'm happy to see you. Come on, let's go inside. "It looked like they still haven't noticed Carson, but Carson does not give a fuck about it. Margaret and Carson were offered a drink when they got inside. That was when the h
Carson went back to his room waiting for his wine. Alice came back with the wine soon, she knocked on the door before entering. She left the wine on the table, she was ready to leave but was dragged back by Carson. She fell on his chest, she inhaled his body scent. "What are you doing?"Carson was a man who does not beat around the bush, "Be my girlfriend."Alice was shocked to hear that. It was just like she imagined when she was working the thought crossed her mind. She waited, "What do you mean? You want me to be your mistress?"Carson opened his mouth but closed it back, he wanted to use the perfect word to explain so that she wouldn't misunderstand him.When he finally got the perfect word to use, he spoke, "I realized that I love you."Alice dimmed her eyes and folded her arm, "And you think I will accept."Carson nodded without hesitation, "Yes, because nobody can resist a beauty like me."Alice was amazed, "You are so confident of yourself."Carson sat on the bed, and Alic
Everyone looked at him and waited for him to speak. Carson felt like someone was squeezing his throat when he spoke. To calm down, he touched the cool, smooth leather of his chair. His voice seemed stronger than it was, but he said, "I've been really busy with work." He took a quick look at her. She had a pretty face, but it looked sad, like a flower dying in the sun. His eyes got angry and small, like a tiger getting ready to attack. "Son," he said in a deep, rough voice, "this engagement isn't just for you." It's about the future of our family. "You should really think about it." Carson felt like arguing, but he pushed it down. It felt like taking a big, bad pill. "Yes, dad," he answered, his jaw clenched like a rubber band about to break. Carson wasn't paying attention when everyone else turned back to the big TV. The movie sounded like it was being shown in a different room. She was all he could think about. She made him feel happy and relaxed with her warm brown eyes and kind
"Carson! Now in my study!" The house echoed with the sound of Mr. MacPherson's words.Carson's heart was beating fast as he walked to his dad's study. He felt like his shoes were full of lead because every step was heavy. His nerves made his hands white as he knocked on the big wooden door."Come in," his dad told him.He stepped into the room,it had the smell of old books and his dad's favorite smokes. Two people named Mr. and Mrs. MacPherson were sitting behind a big desk. They looked serious, like judges who are about to make a decision."Sit down, son," Mr. MacPherson told him, showing him a chair.Carson sat there, feeling small in front of his parents. The tight quiet was broken by the chair's creak."Carson," his worried father said first, "we need to talk about the business." and your plans for the future."Carson felt sick to his stomach. "What's wrong, Father?"Mr. MacPherson let out a sigh and looked old and tired all of a sudden. "Son, the business is in trouble. "Big trou
He woke up the next morning with a sad heart. His mind kept going back to the scene from last night with the moonlight. To figure out what was going on, he had to talk to Alice.He got up and dressed as the warm sun came in through his blinds. He looked nervous as his fingers fumbled with the buttons on his clean white shirt. The smell of clean clothes made him take a deep breath and feel a little better.He took out the phone next to his bed and felt its cool surface. "Hello, kitchen?" Could you please have Alice bring me coffee in my room? "Thanks."Carson walked around the room quickly, letting his soft carpet feel each step. Each second of waiting was marked by the clock on the wall, which seemed to be ticking faster than normal.He jumped when he heard a soft knock on the door. He called, "Come in," but his voice was a little rough.Alice walked in with a silver tray that held a hot coffee pot and cups. It smelled rich and mixed with the light floral scent that Alice always seeme
In her small room, Alice stood by the window and looked out at the huge grounds of the MacPherson estate. The sky was softly colored pink and gold by the rising sun, but she didn't seem to notice how beautiful it was. Her mind was full of feelings and thoughts.Her breath made the cool glass foggy as she whispered to herself, "Have I made a mistake falling for Carson?" "We clearly can't be together, and I can't lose my job right now... "Ah, I'm being stuck!"As thoughts of Carson came flooding back to her, she pressed her face against the window and closed her eyes. He smiled sweetly, touched her gently, and his eyes lit up when he saw her. Then, like a dark cloud over the sun, they saw how things really were: his family's demands, problems at work, and the huge gap in their social ranks.Alice woke up when she heard a soft knock on her door. Right before she opened the door, she quickly wiped her eyes and pressed her uniform. Carson stood there, his fragrance smell all over the place
As people laughed and champagne glasses clinked, the grand hall shone like a gem box. Soft music spread through the air like a smooth band around the guests. Carson and Margaret stood in the middle of it all. They looked like the perfect pair from a high-class magazine.Carson felt like he was stuck in a dream, or maybe a bad dream. His suit usually felt good on him, but this time it was tight and scratchy. Even though he put on a fake smile, it felt like a fake flower. His eyes kept going through the crowd, trying to find Alice.At his side, Margaret smiled, and her diamond necklace caught the light, making little rainbows appear on her skin. She held on to Carson's arm like it was a prize from a fair."Isn't this wonderful, darling?" She cooed, and her voice was as sweet as honey with a hint of steel. "Everyone is so happy for us!"Carson just nodded because he didn't trust himself to talk. He felt like a doll on a string—like he was doing things but not really being there.Everyone
Margaret brushed her long blonde hair while sitting at her desk. When she thought about Carson's recent behavior, her eyes got narrow. There was a problem."He's so cold," she said to herself. "It's like he's a different person."A soft knock stopped her in her tracks. "Come in," she said.One of the maids, Clara, came in with new towels. "Hi Miss Margaret, good morning. I hope you had a good night's sleep.She looked at Clara in the mirror. "Clara, you've worked here a long time, right?"Clara nodded and put the towels in order. "Yes, Miss. Almost five years now.""Tell me," Margaret asked as she turned around. "Has Carson always been so... distant?"Clara hesitated, her hands stilling. "Mr. Carson has always been kind, Miss. I'm just a maid, though. "I don't really know him."Margaret's eyes got very dark. "You're not telling the truth." What do you want to hide?"Clara's face turned pale. "Nothing, Miss!" Promise!"Sarah, another maid, rushed in at that very moment. "Clara, Mrs. Ma