son

m, the clumsy maid Alice was a really be

eeter women, I t

piness, I wondered why I felt like a

mind was exploring every facet of her body, ev

d out of the bathroom, dressed up and I foun

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ce

he bathroom feeling refreshed. I

u were bathing, and she was angry, saying that you were onl

r do to that la

tiful. Mrs. Grace hates people who are too beau

she

let's go before sh

o help the chef in the kitc

the chef smile

ood relationship. The middle-aged lady hand

m. The head maid walked in. "What

sion. "What do you mean?

re? You were supposed to d

ast time. It's Clara and

are certainly doing the laundry. There's no arguing, and you must have to do it al

e last week, and it's stressing me. If I continue like this, I

ding there? Go and do what I t

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son

" I said to my

her out, what was I

before, I would have ignored them, but now I consider Alice as my woman, a

is going on h

ng in front of the kitchen door. Alice blushed when she sa

en growing arrogant these days and has refused to do any chores. B

o Alice. "You! Tell me what

t went on between her and Grace, how she used to wor

angry and furious. I felt like releasing all my anger on

Never, I just feel pity f

her; she just made up all t

aster Carson, but what Alice s

n seriously, but the chef wasn't someone her words couldn't be taken seriously. She

Carson; let

You are

e that. "Master Carson, you know it's me that

vince my mother to make her the new headmaid. As for you, g

r, she was quite confident Mrs. MacPherson wouldn't allow it

him so much. She reluctantly left the kitchen to pack up her belongings. Alice heaved a sigh; the case was solved;

adam ever consider such a thing because she was new? After the morning

il has finally left this household. Young master Cars

k! k

he Butler, Mr. Howard, walked in. He looked arou

mediately. "I

nodding his head approvingly. "The madam wants to see you;

, suddenly felt like a lion's den. Squaring my shoulders, I followed Mr. Howard, my mind racin