NovelEnglishChapter 247
The news caught Millie off guard. She was expected to toil daily to counterbalance her accommodations and meals.
Celeste signaled to one of the servants. Shortly after, the servant placed a cleaning cloth in Millie’s hand, giving her a look of sympathy.
“This is a duster. The villa requires a thorough cleaning tonight. We appreciate your efforts.”
“Hasten up with your work; don’t you wish to sleep?” After her remark, Celeste got up and headed to the bedroom. Millie was at a loss for words, but she had no rebuttal. Indeed, she had been living and eating here.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTurning to the two servants beside her with sorrowful faces, Millie conveyed her regret.
“[m sorry that my actions resulted in your dismissal.”
The servants were taken aback. “It’s alright, Mrs. Thomas. We can still find work elsewhere.”
They considered Mrs. Thomas another victim of circumstance. The tasks that once required two of them would now be handled solely by Mrs. Thomas.
After the servants departed, Millie massaged her aching shoulders and glanced at the clock. It was nearing midnight. If she didn’t pick up the pace, she would struggle to rise the next day.
Taking up the duster, Millie began to clean with urgency. She needed to wake up early tomorrow for Grace’s sake.
One room, two rooms, three rooms... Millie was so exhausted that she could doze off standing up. Rubbing her sore legs, she finally pushed open the last room.
Upon hearing the noise, Marcus glanced at Millie as she entered. His sharp eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Millie, attired in a white apron, donning gloves, and carrying a bucket.
Was she impersonating a servant?
Millie, feeling irritated, avoided Marcus’ gaze and moved directly to the bookshelf, wiping them down rapidly. This was the last room; she could rest once it was cleaned.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe bookshelf was expansive and brimming with books. With a cursory look, Millie noted financial guides, global history texts, and astronomy books, each as voluminous as a large dictionary.
Marcus tumed to observe Millie. Balancing on her toes, she swiftly cleaned the bookshelf, her shapely legs straight and her backside raised.
Adry feeling enveloped Marcus’ throat, and he squinted his eyes.
“This is a servant's duty. Leave.”
Millie paused in her cleaning but didn’t turn around.
“Tam your servant.”
Marcus frowned. Since when had Millie beca housemaid for his family?
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