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CHAPTER 751
Millicent felt the stone wall press against her spine, its damp cold seeping through the thin fabric of her uniform. Harold was too close.The air in the tiny room, already thin, now felt entirely claimed by his presence."I have work to do, sir," she whispered, her voice a fragile thread. "My place is where the chores are. I am a maid. I shouldn't be anywhere else.""Your place is where I decide it is," Harold hissed.He stepped into the final inch of her personal space, his shadow climbing the wall behind her until it eclipsed the small, flickering light bulb overhead. He reached out, his fingers grazing the starch of her collar before snagging a lock of her hair."I’ve been patient. I bought you silks. I tried to show you a life beyond the dirt. And you? You hide in the steam? You treat me like a monster after I gave you everything?""I never asked for the silks, sir," Millicent said, a sudden spark of desperation giving her the strength to look him in the eye. "I only asked for
CHAPTER 750
A week had passed, and Millicent had mastered the art of being a ghost. She had calculated every movement, every breath, to ensure her path never crossed with Harold’s. She volunteered for the most grueling shifts in the laundry room, where the steam was so thick it acted as a veil, and she stayed tucked in the corner of the kitchen, peeling vegetables until her fingers were raw.As long as she was surrounded by the other staff and the clatter of copper pots, she felt a sliver of safety. But the walls of Griffin Manor were beginning to feel like they were closing in."Mill! Grab the list. We’re heading to the market," Martha called out, jingling the van keys.Millicent’s heart did a nervous skip. Going out was a double-edged sword. It meant a few hours away from Harold’s heavy, searching gaze, but it also meant being under the watchful eye of Martha, a woman who had been with the Griffins for twenty years and saw everything.As they drove into the city, Millicent stared out the wi
CHAPTER 749
The first thing Millicent felt was the vibration: a low, rhythmic hum that rattled her bones and made the pounding in her head flare into a blinding white heat.She opened her eyes and realized she was back in the basement. The furnace was roaring nearby, casting a flickering orange light against the stone walls. She was lying on her cot, still dressed in her maid’s uniform, but her shoes had been removed.Then she saw them.Stacked neatly on the wooden chair beside her bed were the shopping bags from the boutique. The emerald silk peaked out from the top, a silent, shimmering witness to the horror of the afternoon.The memory hit her like a physical blow: the screeching tires, the reckless speed, the cold threat in Harold’s eyes, and finally, the weight of his mouth against hers while she was too weak to fight.Millicent bolted upright, her stomach rolling. She barely made it to the small utility sink in the corner of the room before she was doubled over, retching. Her stomach co
CHAPTER 748
Seeing the look on Harold’s face, Millicent flinched."Don't you dare take that tone with me!" he hissed. His voice echoed through the quiet boutique as the shop assistants tactfully vanished into the back rooms. "I pulled you out of the dirt! You were fighting animals for bread, Mill! You would be dead if it weren't for me. You think you’re too good for me? You’re a nameless stray in a maid’s uniform!"He grabbed her arm, his fingers digging into her skin like talons. "I gave you a life, and I can take it away just as easily. Now, take the bags and get in the car. Not another word."Millicent stumbled toward the sedan, her vision blurred by hot, stinging tears. The warmth of Griffin Manor was gone. She realized then that she hadn't been rescued; she had simply been collected.**The air inside the car felt like it was thickening, turning into a suffocating fog of fear and betrayal. Millicent gripped the edge of her seat, her knuckles white. She looked at the man beside her, the
CHAPTER 747
When Millicent was led down to the basement, she didn't complain. To her, the room was a palace. As the heat radiated through the brick walls, she let out a long, shaky sigh of relief. It was warm, so much warmer than the oil-slicked highway or the freezing marsh. She curled up on the small cot that night, feeling safe for the first time since her world had turned to static.The days turned into weeks. Millicent became an indispensable ghost within Griffin Manor: efficient, silent, and surprisingly talented. When the head cook fell ill one afternoon, Millicent stepped in to finish the dinner."Where did you learn to cook like this?" Evelyn asked, actually finishing her plate."I don't know, Madam," Millicent replied with a small smile. "My hands just seemed to know what to do."But as the months passed, the atmosphere began to shift. Harold’s presence became more frequent in the rooms she was cleaning. He would appear in the library while she was dusting, his gaze heavy and un
CHAPTER 746
Standing just a few feet away, looking awkward and filthy against the backdrop of a thousand-dollar Persian rug, was Millicent. Evelyn’s smile didn’t just fade; it vanished, replaced by an icy mask of suspicion. She pulled her silk robe tighter, her eyes raking over Millicent’s matted hair and dirt-streaked skin with visible loathing."Harold," Evelyn demanded, her voice dropping an octave, "who, or what… is this? And why is it standing in our foyer?"Harold cleared his throat, his hand remaining protectively near Millicent’s shoulder. "She was wandering near the highway, Evelyn. I found her in a state no human being should endure. Since you’ve been complaining for weeks about the incompetence of the domestic staff, I thought I’d bring her back to fill the vacancy."He gestured between the two women. "Evelyn, this is Mill. Mill, this is my wife, Evelyn Griffin."Evelyn didn’t move. "A maid? Harold, she looks like she crawled out of a swamp. We have standards. We can’t just pick up
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