IRENE
I went down the stair and into the kitchen. I saw about three maids busy.
“Good morning ma’am, breakfast will be ready in thirty minutes.” The head maid who looks around her late forty said. I nodded and smiled at her.
“Okay, no need to worry about me. I am just thirsty for some fruit juice.” I said. She smiles warmly and nods before heading back to work. I went straight to the fridge and took out the orange juice pouring it in a glass of cup before returning the remaining in the box back to the fridge. I gulped more down my throat before letting out a sigh of relief. That was satisfying. Yep, I was that thirsty for a fruit juice. I walked out the kitchen leaving the maids and made my way to the living room. As I walk closer I could hear their voices clearly.
“Yeah, something abo
