Chapter 5

• Kiara:
• “You must be Kiara” a woman wearing a black dress and apron
• said opening the door for me, I smiled and nodded at her as she opened the door
• wider for me to walk inside the Brooke’s mansion. The house was bigger than it
• was in the numerous magazines it was pictured on. I couldn’t imagine anyone
• being able to clean the place on his own. But then again, I’m guessing that
• they could easily hire a bunch of maids to clean the place for them.
• “I am Maria, I will give you the outfit you’ll be wearing
• and I’ll explain the details of your job here, Mrs. Iris would explain to you
• what she wants you to do at the company” Maria said and I nodded taking a deep
• breath as I looked around the house, imagining what it would be like living in
• a place like this was almost an impossible dream for me. The house was huge,
• and would fit at least fifty or sixty people easily, no wonder these people
• rarely rented a place to hold their events. The inside of the house itself was
• huge, and I was yet to see the yard.
• “Alright, is there a place where I can change my clothes?”
• I asked and Maria nodded showing me to the bathroom. My eyes went wide the
• second I entered it, bloody hell the bathroom was even more expensive than the
• whole apartment Grace and I lived in. It was impossible how these people lived
• in this place so casually, the place could match a palace. Shaking my head at
• myself, I changed my clothes and tied my hair in a bun since Maria had her hair
• tied in a bun, folding my clothes, I walked out of the bathroom to find Maria fixing
• a plate in the kitchen.
• “Um, sorry…” I said awkwardly, I didn’t know where to put
• my clothes, and I knew that I couldn’t just leave them here in the kitchen. I
• wouldn’t even do that in MY house let alone a stranger’s place. Maria looked at
• me and instantly understood my worry, nodding at a closet behind the kitchen’s
• door, it was an empty closet. Just a coat hanged there, and I nodded putting my
• clothes on one of the shelves along with my bag, my phone was inside my pocket
• in case Grace called.
• “Today, a few friends of Mrs. Iris are coming, now remember
• as there can’t be any mistakes. Otherwise, both you and me will lose our jobs”
• Maria said and I nodded listening to her instructions. What to give and what
• not to, who to serve first, and Mrs. Iris being the host would be the last
• served. How to prepare a proper dining table and where to put everything, she
• had everything ready and set. They simply needed heating before lunch and we’d
• have them set on the table, the table itself was ready and set. According to
• Maria, one of the crystal glasses were for the cocktails, alcohol wasn’t
• consumed during the day, and there was another one for water. I had to be
• accurate and I couldn’t mix the two.
• “How would I know who to give what, what if one of them
• doesn’t want a certain glass of juice or the glasses are done…”
• “There are four types of juice, enough for all of them,
• don’t worry about that” Maria said and I nodded taking a deep breath to calm
• myself down, this was more intense than simply working at one of the
• restaurants where the costumer would simply make his or her order and I would
• be serving them easily.
• The door of the house was knocked and Maria walked toward
• it, opening it for Mrs. Iris to walk inside. I looked at the woman who was
• wearing a white coat over her shoulders, she wore sunglasses which she took off
• as Maria took her coat and hung it inside the closet. The woman already had her
• makeup ready and the driver walked inside carrying what looked like a dress
• coming from the laundry. I had to admit that I was amazed and I couldn’t help
• but envy the woman, she had everything that a girl could ever wish for, whether
• it was power, wealth, or beauty. She had it all.
• “Kiara, darling, nice to see you here” Mrs. Iris said and I
• smiled at her, I wouldn’t have missed out on a job like this one, it was
• considered easy money for me. A few hours which would help me earn a whole lot
• more than any job I have worked in throughout my whole life, and I have been
• working for quite a while, in different jobs, with different people. But none
• gave me an offer like this or even close to it.
• “Thank you, Mrs. Iris, Maria just finished explaining the
• details to me, I won’t let you down” I said smiling, the woman nodded and walked
• up the stairs, a boy looking about seventeen or eighteen walked down the stairs
• and he frowned in confusion when he caught sight of me before he shook his head
• and looked at Mrs. Iris who was going up the stairs.
• “You are?” He asked.
• “Kiara, sir, Mrs. Iris hired me to help out Maria today” I
• said and the kid raised his eyebrow but nodded not saying a word. His eyes
• looking at Maria who looked down at her feet avoiding his eyes.
• “Would you need me to get you anything Mr. Daniel?” Maria
• asked and the kid shook his head, his eyes looking at me once again before he
• walked back up the stairs where he originally came.
• “Is something wrong? Did I say or do something to offend
• him?” I asked confused and Maria shook her head at me as she smiled softly
• seeing my worry and concern.
• “Come on, let’s get everything ready. The guests should be
• here any minute” Maria said and I nodded heading back inside the kitchen and helping
• Maria fix the small tables that were in the living room.
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• “Iris indeed made the right choice choosing the girl, look
• at how flexible she is. She really does know what she’s doing” I heard one of
• Mrs. Iris’s friends say, the woman was with her at the restaurant when she
• offered me the job. I smiled and entered the living room, serving the women
• with juice and Mrs. Iris smiled at me.
• “Yes, it’s hard finding proper, good workers these days,
• most of them would take months of training” another woman said and I pretended
• not to hear them as I walked from woman to woman handing her the drinks, and
• finally Mrs. Iris. It was almost seven in the evening and the guests had
• already had their late lunch and were simply sitting in the living room as they
• talked. Well, more like gossiped.
• “But you know Iris is a natural in whatever she does. Her
• skills cannot be denied”
• I walked out of the living room and headed back to the
• kitchen, helping Maria fix things in the kitchen just as the house’s door was
• knocked. Both Maria and I frowned in confusion but she smiled “it must be Mr.
• Adrian”
• She walked toward the door and opened it, and following
• her, I was curious to see Mr. Adrian in person. I’ve seen him in pictures of
• magazines, the internet, and newspapers. But never in real life.
• However, my eyes widened when my eyes met the familiar
• brown eyes of a certain blonde, he bit his bottom lip and he nodded before
• walking inside the house without saying a word. He walked inside the living room
• and I heard the guests greeting him as they got up, he was being polite as he
• spoke to them, and Maria nodded at me to take a drink for him, something that I
• didn’t want to do. But I knew that I had to.
• I thought he said that he didn’t live here? He was invested
• in his father’s companies…
• Shaking my head at the thoughts, I picked up the tray and
• walked toward him, his brown eyes met my blue ones as I handed him his glass.
• He smiled and took it, taking a sip of the glass. His mum looked at me then at
• him before she turned to look at her guests who were distracted in whatever
• conversation they were having.
• “You and me have to talk” Thomas whispered, I was about to
• answer but he shook his head at me to stay quiet. He was right, this wasn’t the
• place to argue with one another. Especially not in front of his mum and her
• guests.
• I walked out of the living room, careful not to drop the
• tray from my hands as my hands shook. The memory of what Thomas told me was
• fresh in my memory, the fact that he was here in front of me.
• What did you expect, Kiara? This is his
• parents’ house…
• Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to calm down as I knew
• that I needed to get things done. I needed this job and I wasn’t going to lose
• it because of Thomas.