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Legacy 7

    -CELINE-


    The silence between us was palpable after Hunter’s deration.


    I knew getting this job woulde with a price and I was ready to pay, even though I was scared of what Hunter was going to demand from me.


    “There’s a head maid in this house. One that receives theints of all the other maids and reports to me. If I will be hiring you, you will not be reporting to the head maid. You will report to me directly,” Hunter stated with assertiveness.


    This was rather a cheap price to paypared to what I had been initially expecting. This was really not a big deal for me but I couldn’t help but shake off the feeling of curiosity.


    Why was Hunter changing the rules when it came to me? Why was he restricting me from reporting to the head maid and instead reporting to him?


    38


    Why didn’t hee up with a condition that affected Ceaser since he was the sole reason for me getting rejected in the first ce?


    A lot of Why’s surged through my mind but none of them really held water to me right now.


    All I cared about was the job and now that I got it, the burden of worrying about a ce to stay and Caesar’s welfare was off my heart.


    “Alright sir. I ept your condition.” I replied with a small smile.


    Hunter nodded, “Go join the other maids downstairs, they’ll show you what to do.”


    With Caesar in my head, I strided down the stairs to join the other maids who were d in red uniforms.


    “I can’t believe the boss hired her with a child!” One of the maids muttered as I approached them.


    “I know right? She must probably be one of those night strippers who had a child out of wedlock!” Another said.


    “I bet she’s been abandoned by her family. And now this cute little boy is stuck such an irresponsible mother!” Another said.


    The gossips didn’t stop even when I stood right in front of them. This was not a way to wee a new employee but I couldn’t expect much from them anyways.


    Their words stung me but I didn’t utter a word.


    “The boss asked me toe join you guys. He said I will be shown where to work.” I announced, acting oblivious to their


    gossip.


    “Sure, we’ll show you where to work. Come with me.” The maid gestured for me to follow her but the scornful look on her face made me worry.


    I walked past the group of maids and that was when I heard one of the maids whisper, “She’s a whore but she can’t even afford good clothes.”


    Those words put me to an abrupt halt and I sincerely wanted to shut the mouth of the maid who said that.


    But as I recalled how much I had begged for this, I realized it wouldn’t be wise to get into a fight. That too, over something I could ignore.


    <b>1/3 </b>


    9:07 pm <b>GGG </b>


    And with that, I charged forward, following the maid through a passageway.


    She soon stopped in front of a wooden door, from the dim light that hung at the passageway and the absence of rooms around, I figured we were probably at the back of the mansion.


    The part that wasn’t frequently visited by people.


    The maid unlocked the door and it creaked open, revealing a dusty room with barely any space for one’s foot as it was packed with cartons and spoiled furniture.


    “This is where you have to clean up. The boss doesn’t like a maid working on a particr spot for too long so you have two hours to take care of this mess of you’ll face the visit of the boss<b>.” </b>


    And with that, the maid shoved a broom, a cleaning towel and some buckets in front of me before walking away.


    +38


    I dropped the cleaning tools in front of the house and the first thought that came to mind was how Caesar would be able to breath in such a room that was filled with dust.


    I was an adult, I would be able to manage it but not Caesar.


    “Mom, this ce is so scary! Let’s leave here!” Caesar demanded and I couldn’t help but smile at his innocence.


    If I had a choice, I would have left just like he said but this was my only means to take care of him.


    “No dear, I have to clean up this ce. Don’t worry, you’ll soon leave here but for now,e here.”


    I pulled Caesar closer to myself as I tied a handkerchief around his nose.


    “Mom, are you trying to make me look like a ghost?” Caesar questioned, his voiceing out muffled as a result of the handkerchief.


    I nodded, “Yes, I am. I’m making you look like a ghost so if the ghosts <b>see </b>you, they will be scared <b>of </b>you!”


    Caesar giggled excitedly, “And then I can scare them away!”


    I smiled back in response, “Exactly, my baby. Here, you sit here and y with this while I go in and start cleaning.”


    Caesar did as I said and I started packing out some of the cartons that blocked the entrance to the room.


    After what seemed like minutes, <b>I </b>was done with making a way into the room and as I got in, I drew the curtains to the side, opening the windows for venttion. <fn5a9a> Th?s chapter is updated by f?ndnovel</fn5a9a>


    As the fresh air blew into the room, it became easier to clean, I started with wiping the dust off the spoiled furnitures before cleaning the wooden tables and chairs in the room.


    1 was really focused on my work, there were times where I would straighten my back when it became too painful to keep my body lowered.


    Beads of sweat rolled down every part of my body and by the time I was done, the joints in my body felt like they were going to disconnect.


    I was aching from head to toe but looking back at the room that was once covered in dust, now sparkling clean, <b>I </b><b>knew </b>I did a good job.


    <b>As </b>I stepped out of the room, my eyes met Hunter’s and my heart skipped a beat.


    9:07 pm <b>G </b><b>GGG </b>


    The maid had mentioned me working too long at a particr spot.


    Was that why he was here?
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