Chapter 24

Sophia's POV

The Chattering and gossip from these maids were maddening to listen to. Never had I been raised around women and for some reason, I was grateful.

They talked about the boy they had a crush on, their fellow maid and her business, how they had a crush on Derrick, and even how they had walked in on him one time when he had his shirt off.

They were just about as crazy as I was when he was half-naked and dripping with water down his chest. I could understand their excitement, however, that was not what I was there for.

I needed them to talk about the basement.

I sat there for long, a cupboard I had crawled into, to listen to them. I waited patiently, hoping to hear them talk when finally, they contributed their voices to tell one of the maids.

"What's wrong?", I watched through the crack in the cupboard door as the maid who had been yelled at, stopped with a pot in her hand. She looked at each of their faces as though she was demanding an answer, "What did I do wrong?".

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