Sandra’s POV.
As the last echoes of the maids' laughter faded, I watched Elizabeth and Rose leave their rooms and I stood there with a satisfied smirk.
They thought they could outsmart me, but little did they know, I held all the cards in this game.
Turning on my heel, I swept away from the scene, my mind already racing with plans for the next encounter.
Promising to pay these maids money and making them laugh and blend with me was a great one but I needed something better.
Something that would make them more envious.
Elizabeth may have escaped unscathed this time because of her friend, but I would ensure that her every step was fraught with sadness from now on.
Retreating to the solace of my chambers, I dismissed the maids with a flick of my hand, craving solitude to stew in my t
