Chapter 2 Turned Into A Maid

It was a bright Monday morning. Olima woke up in her bedroom at 5:30 a.m. She was wearing a light blue nightgown and rushed out of her bedroom to tidy up the house.

She knew that it was the first day of school, and her younger stepsister, Mia Adams, was going back to college.

Olima swept the entire mansion clean, starting from the top floor and working her way down to the first-floor living room.

She swept and mopped everywhere until it was spotless before heading outside to sweep the entire compound.

After finishing her work and making sure the entire mansion was neat, Olima went back into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her younger stepsister.

She knew that her stepmother and stepsister would soon wake up from their sleep.

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Mrs. Gina Adams, a 39-year-old woman, woke up in her bedroom upstairs. It was the first room given to her when she initially got married to Mr. Leo Adams.

She yawned and stretched as she sat up carefully on the bed and stared around her bedroom, feeling like the madam of the house again.

"Hmm... How time flies," she said as she dropped her legs down from the bed and stood up.

Mrs. Gina was wearing a long white nightgown, and she put on her slippers that were beside the bed, knowing that it was school resumption day.

Her 14-year-old daughter, Mia Adams, was going back to college.

The time was 7 a.m. sharp on her room clock. She went downstairs to inspect the house and see if Olima was done sweeping and mopping the entire mansion to look clean.

Mrs. Gina stepped downstairs into the living room and looked around. She saw that Olima had cleaned everywhere, and a satisfactory smile curved up her face as she intended to get her revenge by punishing Olima too.

She walked up to the dining table to sit down and wait for her daughter to come out for her breakfast just before the school bus arrived.

Just then, Olima stepped out from the kitchen and saw her stepmother in the dining room.

She stepped out to find out if Mia was ready to have her breakfast. Seeing her stepmother in the dining room, Olima quickly greeted the older lady, "Good morning, Ma."

Mrs. Gina swiftly turned to face Olima as her blood boiled hot to hear Olima call her "Mother."

She rushed up to meet Olima, and next, she landed a hot, resounding slap on Olima's left cheek.

[SLAP!]

"How many times have I warned you never to call me mother again in this house? Do I resemble your late mother?" Mrs. Gina questioned angrily as she glared at Olima.

"No, Mother... I mean, Ma," Olima replied as she sobbed, while Mrs. Gina glared at Olima, releasing the grip she had on Olima's shoulder.

She questioned Olima again, "Have you prepared my daughter's breakfast? Or do you want Mia to be late for school today?"

"No, Ma, I have prepared Mia's breakfast," Olima shakily replied, and Mrs. Gina narrowed her eyes at her before moving away from Olima and sniffing her palms that she had used to hold Olima.

Mrs. Gina hated Olima's scent because Olima smelled like apple.

Mrs. Gina immediately went into the kitchen to wash her hands of Olima's fruity scent as she felt irritated to be reminded of late Mrs. Zoe.

Olima looked like her late mother and smelled like her late mother's scent too, and Mrs. Gina hated that.

Mia was standing on the balcony upstairs, and she saw her mother grip Olima by the shoulders and land a hot, resounding slap on Olima's left cheek.

The sound of the slap reverberated around the living room and shocked Mia as she stepped out to walk downstairs.

Mia knew that her mother hated Olima as Olima had enjoyed the luxury of their late parents' wealth.

Mia knew how her late father loved Olima and late Mrs. Zoe while abandoning her own mother.

Similarly, Mia was wearing a blue school uniform with white stockings and black shoes, carrying her black school bag on her shoulder.

She carefully descended the living room stairs, ready to go to school, and her school bus would soon arrive.

She was not ready to say sorry to Olima, so she looked away and walked to one of the dining room chairs to sit down and have her breakfast.

Mia was a dark-skinned 14-year-old girl, while Olima was 17 years old.

Mia also resembled their late father very much, and her mother had told her the whole story of how Olima's mother had begged her to agree to marry Mr. Leo Adams.

Mia had also witnessed how her late father had treated her mother, and she was unhappy with how her mother was treated inferiorly while Olima and her late mother were treated like royalty. Olima was the apple of their father's eye.

Settling into her dining chair, Mia kept her school bag on the next chair beside her. Her mother stepped out from the kitchen and glared at Olima again.

Olima's brown eyes welled up with hot tears, and Mrs. Gina yelled at her, "What are you standing there doing? Haven't you prepared Mia's breakfast yet? Get into the kitchen and serve it now before I break your head!"

Olima quickly ran back into the kitchen and dished out Mia's breakfast. She didn't want her stepmother to flog her that morning.

She sobbed as she plated the delicious noodles and fried eggs onto a red flat plate, placed it in a white tray, and stepped out from the kitchen to serve it on the dining table in front of Mia.

Mrs. Gina knew that she had to live with her gruesome sins of killing her best friend and their late husband out of jealousy. Olima resembled her late mother, while Mia also looked like late Mr. Leo Adams.

Mrs. Gina grimaced as she remembered when Mr. Leo was still alive. He usually fed Mrs. Zoe in front of her and pampered Mrs. Zoe at the dining table across from her whenever they had their breakfasts and dinners before she was sent to live outside the mansion.

She wished that she had peacefully signed the divorce papers and left when Mr. Leo offered her a divorce after she first quarreled with Mrs. Zoe.

But she stubbornly refused to leave as she loved Mr. Leo and wanted him as her husband too.

Now she had killed the truck driver to hide her secret for life as they were living in the Emerson Estate, where the billionaires' families lived. And she was not ready to go to jail yet.

Mrs. Gina sighed heavily, and Mia asked her, "Mom, what's the problem?"

Mrs. Gina replied, "Nothing, Mia, I am fine. What's Olima still doing in that kitchen? Does she want me to storm into that kitchen and break her head?"

Olima quickly stepped out from the kitchen and walked up to the dining table, serving Mia's breakfast while Mia adjusted her seat closer to the dining table.

Olima stood aside, wondering if she could speak to her stepmother about the need for her to resume her tutorial classes, as she really needed to further her education and become a nurse.

Olima stood beside the dining table, and Mrs. Gina glared at her and asked, "What are you standing there doing again? I thought I asked you to leave?"

Olima shuddered in fear and moved backward a little while Mia continued eating the delicious noodles and eggs at the dining table.

Mia knew that she didn't know how to cook, and Olima was forced to learn how to cook by her mother.

Olima stopped beside the kitchen door and thought to try her luck and plead with her stepmother about the need for her to resume her tutorial classes.

She spoke, "Ma... it's about my university entrance examination form that I have spoken to you about?"

Mrs. Gina stood up from the dining chair harshly, moved the chair backward, stepped out from her seat, and said, "And I told you that you're not going into any university, Olima!

How did you graduate as the best in your class and pass your examinations when you cannot understand simple English at home?

Just get out of my sight now before I give you another slap!" Mrs. Gina warned, and Olima quickly ran away toward the kitchen door and stopped.