Chapter 29: ★Life can’t be more surprising★

    ~Chapter 29~

    "Hi!" Her voice cut through the atmosphere. Why is she greeting me. I smiled awkwardly at her, still maintaining the fac?ade of a demure maid as she walked towards me with a smile.

    Don’t tell me, she’s still knocked out with the blow to her head. She didn’t sleep to wake up and remember what happened.

    Everyone was seated, and the other maids had already left the hall, busying themselves with their morning chores.

    Miss Stella, in particular, didn’t even glance back at me, which shows a clear indication that she didn’t want to discuss her health further. Her avoidance and quick departure left me with more questions than answers but Miss red kept me saying.

    "Let’s meet up after breakfast," She leaned in, talking in a voice that sounded threatening but still not threatening. is she finally in her senses. Before I could respond, she spun around, didn’t wait for my reply. How rude? She’s seemingly taking my silence as an agreement.

    Did she just assume I wanted to meet up? I scoffed. Never, in my wildest dreams, would I agree to meet with her voluntarily.

    She was the last person I wanted to cross paths with, let alone intentionally seek out. She was just going to give me a beating that might lead to my death if we met up.

    How stupid did she think I was, wanting to meet up with her? Shaking my head in disgust. I knew better than to trust her saccharine smile and sugary tone.

    I spun around, hastily exiting the hall. Having no intention of making it easy for her to find me.

    From now on, I’d be on high alert, dodging her at every turn. She wasn’t going to see me again unless we accidentally crossed paths. And even then, I’d make sure to be prepared.

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    The avoider has become the avoided. That’s my current predicament. I’ve been dodging Miss Red, while simultaneously searching for Miss Stella.

    Every time I catch a glimpse of Miss Stella, she expertly evades me, leaving me more hurt.

    Thankfully, I’ve managed to steer clear of Miss Red so far; if our paths had crossed, my day would have been utterly ruined.

    Miss Stella’s avoidance hurts the most. She used to take me under her wing, including me in her daily routine, but now, she’s nowhere to be found.

    Her absence and avoidance creates a gaping void.

    Right now, I’m with some other maids, cleaning the fourth floor, which houses the gym and what other maids told me called a spa which is pretty cool, this house was big and got many things.

    Most of the maids rave about the spa, describing how amazing it looked like and how it was luxury at its finest.

    This mansion never ceases to amaze me; it was big and has many cool things. ~Sad thing was we’re maids, we couldn’t afford it even if we sneak in.~

    We walk closer to the spa area, with my curiosity pricking. I peek inside, and my heart dropped as my eyes land on Miss Red, who’s looking directly at me.

    Fuck. My instincts scream at me to retract my gaze, but it’s too late. She springs up from the comfortable chair she was lounging in, her eyes never leaving mine.

    A maid was kneeling beside her, massaging her leg, but Miss Red dismisses her with a wave of her hand, walking towards me. Wrapped in a plush robe, that accentuates her curves perfectly.

    A sly smile spreads across her face, as she reaches over to me, "You’re avoiding me, huh?" she says, her tone dripping with amusement.

    Great, she’s got straight to the point. That’s good, I suppose. Now that she knows, can she just leave me the hell alone?

    But nope, she grasped my arms firmly and dragged me into the room, not even bothering to wait for my response. Again!

    Does she derive some sort of twisted pleasure from disregarding others’ opinions and doing as she pleases?

    I didn’t resist as she pulled me along, casting a helpless glance at the other maids who continued with their tasks, traitors.

    She marched me back to her seat and nudged me into the chair beside her. "So, why have you been avoiding me?" she asked, while the maid resumed her task, massaging Miss Red’s leg.

    I conjured up my most convincing confused expression, feigning ignorance. "No, no...no, no, Miss Adelasia, I..."

    Awkwardly faking a confused face and made the most innocent, like I had no clue on what she’s talking about me avoiding her. "No, no..no.no. miss Adelasia, I..."

    "Adelasia," she interrupted, sharply, making me inwardly scoffed at the correction before continuing.

    "Adelasia, I wasn’t avoiding you. As you know, I’m a maid, and I have chores to attend to. I was actually planning to look for you as soon as I finished my tasks." I threw the biggest lie my brain could function out at the moment and I mentally patted myself on the back for concocting this outrageous lie.

    Hoping it was convincing enough to fool her. She gazed at me with narrowed eyes, her expression unreadable. Worried that she’d seen right through my deception I tried breaking eye contact.

    But she nodded her head with smile playing on her lips as she raised a hand, and a new maid hurried over to us.

    "Tend to Katya," Miss Red instructed.

    What! She wants me to be pampered and indulged, just like her?

    Oh lord, have I somehow activated a dormant soft spot within her? Perhaps the blow to her head had knocked some sense into her, or maybe she’d suffered a brief moment of insanity.

    Hadn’t she been hell-bent on tormenting me just a few days before? I exchanged a wary glance with the new maid, who looked just as perplexed as I was.

    The maid told me to follow her and I stood up, leaving miss red who still smiled at me.

    Life can’t get more surprising.