A Mistaken Night With The CEO

Chapter 6

"Oh!" Miranda rubbed her sleeping eyes as she would have loved to have more wonderful dreams. However, as her big brown eyes fell on the wall clock in her room, Miranda gasped, "Oh my goodness! 10 am."

Well, the day is Saturday, but Miranda knew that Lady Loretta mostly picked on her to make her tea and also, to attend to her other services.

Rushing out from the bed without any other care in this world, Miranda quickly ran out of her maid's room, rushing out before Juliet, who shook her head with disgust.

Juliet was two years older than Miranda. However, Juliet was a single mother, but she hid it from the Luis family's knowledge.

Juliet had gotten the opportunity to work in the Luis family home after she was kicked out from her parents' home.

Her parents were rich, but because Juliet couldn't identify the man who had gotten her pregnant, she fell pregnant out of wedlock, and that was against her parents' standard.

Five years ago, she had a one-night stand with a mysterious man, and she knew if she saw the man again, she would identify him. But it had been 5 years, yet she had not seen the man.

The man was a young guy then, and Juliet doubted he was up to twenty years old.

She did not bother to search for this man, as she knew he wouldn't accept her.

They were only having fun, and now she had to work as a maid to cater to her four-year-old son's needs.

Her son was with her parents, but they refused to sponsor her needs after she had given birth and told her to go ahead and work as an adult, since she now longed for adults' pleasure. She should be able to take care of her son that was the result of her foolishness.

Juliet was also fair-skinned and beautiful as Miranda, but she did not like Miranda, maybe because she liked the house master and wanted him to notice her.

However, Derrick was 25 years old, and Juliet was 24 years. She wished she was a little younger and not a single mom, then she would have tried her chances with him.

Remembering her four-year-old son at home, Juliet exited Miranda's room and walked out to the kitchen to continue with her work.

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"Miranda, what happened with Melody last night? Did you fight with her?" Lady Loretta questioned in a stern voice, seated on a pristine white couch in the living room.

She could not just drop the topic like Derrick had asked her to.

Lady Loretta had placed a ban on all her maids that fighting was not allowed in her home. She knew that females usually grow jealous of themselves, and if she did not place that ban, then maybe there would be a report case of murder in her mansion.

"I am sorry, ma'am. The lady slapped me again after Master Derrick and his guest left us upstairs. She slapped me twice and hit my head, and I could only defend myself," Miranda said, with her head lowered to the ground.

Miranda was not used to telling a lie, and that was what earned Lady Loretta's trust in her.

"But you are aware that fighting is not allowed here. Why did you not report Melody to the guards? That's why they're equally around to guard you all too and ensure that there is peace in the mansion. You should have told one of the guards to bounce her out. I did not like neither your actions nor Melody's actions the previous night. That behavior is never allowed here, did I make myself clear to you?" Lady Loretta was annoyed, and before Miranda could respond, they heard footsteps on the staircase.

Staring to her right and behind her back, Miranda spotted Derrick standing on the stairs.

Derrick wore a white shirt and black pants paired with black slippers. He was not going to the office, as the day was Saturday, and similarly, the weekend.

"Mother, what's going on here again?" Derrick pretended like he did not spot Miranda.

Seeing Miranda again, and how she knelt before his mother with her head bent lower, and her blonde hair were scattered and covering some part of her face and neck.

Derrick could only remember the previous night that he had seen her náked. He wanted her, but immediately kicked the crazy thoughts away.

"Good morning, my son. It's Miranda. I know that you are not familiar with any of my maids. But it troubled me that she got into a fight the previous night. And if this matter was not addressed, then the rest of the maids would start thinking of fighting here too," Lady Loretta complained, just as the rest of the maids in the living room greeted Derrick, "Good morning, Sir."

"Hmm, then we should fire her. A maid shouldn't be causing any of us stress," Derrick said, not wanting to state the underlying meaning behind his words.

However, Miranda quickly pleaded, "Please, ma'am. I am sorry, I promise not to fight here again. I don't have anywhere to go to, and I really need my job to survive, please."

Derrick's eyes darkened as with the way Miranda was pleading with his mother with her soft feminine voice, he knew that his mother would fall for Miranda's charm.

Derrick didn't want to report what Miranda had done to him as well the previous night, as he slept so late and woke up late as well, making him to miss doing his morning exercise.

Silence ensued in the living room, as the other maids waited for Miranda to be fired. They did not like Miranda. Miranda was very beautiful, and she taunted them with her beauty too, catwalking with pride and also wearing seductive outfits in the mansion, as the maids did not have a particular uniform.

"Hmm, Derrick. I would have considered firing Miranda like you have said, but I like her. I just like to have her service around me. I love how she speaks and how she carries out her duty here. However, it still amazes me that she is violent, as I never saw that attitude in her when I had hired her. I only saw a bubbly girl that was eager to work and with her big brown shining eyes," Lady Loretta said, her tone laced with warmth.

Derrick frowned, and his face darkened as he stood in front of his mother. He wanted to take a stroll outside, and he did not want to think about Miranda again.

If his mother claimed to like Miranda, then sacking Miranda would only make his mother feel sad.

"So, what do you want to do with her now?" Derrick finally asked his mother. He added, "I don't like her service here, and would rather prefer you send her away before she causes more damage than good."

"No, my son. It's good to have a forgiving heart. I had no issues with Miranda, and I would not allow a third party to come in between me and my maids. They are all my children, so I will spare the rod and correct her. Miranda," Lady Loretta's eyes fell back on Miranda.

"Let today be the last day that you would be reported fighting in my home. If I get another report that you did something wrong or you hurt anyone, then you will use the exit gate. Is that understood?" Lady Loretta's eyes were not smiling.

Miranda nodded her head like an obedient puppy and replied, "Yes, Mother."

"Good. You may leave us. And why are you still in your nightgown? Did you forget about your services here, or are you just waking up now?" Lady Loretta's eyes beseeched Miranda's body suspiciously.

"No. I am sorry, ma'am. Because of the cold last night, I found it hard to sleep on time, after regretting my actions too," Miranda said.

Others would think Miranda was speaking about the slap with the guest, but she was speaking about Master Derrick.

Derrick's fist clenched. He couldn't believe that Miranda would be bold enough to speak back to his mother and lie again.

Why is she testing his patience and taking him for a fool the previous night?

"It's okay, then. You shouldn't make the same mistake twice. That would show that you have repented, so desist from fighting or hurting anyone's feelings, okay?" Lady Loretta spoke in a calm demeanor as she lovingly looked at Miranda.

"Okay, Ma'am. Thank you for forgiving me," Miranda said.

"Yes. Go and prepare my breakfast. You should know how to do it best, and don't waste my time. I have been waiting for you to come out of your room, before I sent Juliet. Go now," Lady Loretta dismissed Miranda, while her gaze shifted to look back at her son that was silently strolling away and not pleased with her actions of forgiving their maid.