Chapter 5 FATE

THE UNLIKELY

by

WINNIE WRITES💙💙

EVA'S POV

I glanced at my clothes in the fitting room one more time.

"It's looking big oo," I said, but Grace made it clear that you must be on your uniform at all times.

After bringing me inside, Miss P went on and on with countless rules and regulations.

"You're to clean the parlor and the maid's dressing room. Just that every day. Very easy. We are not lacking staff, but my sister pleaded with me to help your poor ass. Bear it in mind that I may ask you to help with other chores depending on the mood... okay??"

It would've been nice if she said all these in a nice tone. She was all grumpy and sarcastic

"Most importantly, you are not to associate with any family resident. You are to avoid them completely. Mostly Master Fred. You are a lowlife and shouldn't be seen around the classy. Understood ???"

Seriously ???

How I'm I a lowlife

I followed her round the mansion wishing I was born in a house like this, with my own maids and ...

"You'll go home by 5.30pm every day and resume by 7am."

7am????

How I'm i supposed to meet up. I got chased for not keeping to an 8am schedule. At least I'm being allowed to go home.

As we walked into the parlor, where I'll clean on a daily basis, i saw the family portrait on the wall. It was so big. I admired the lady of the house. She must have been so optimistic to bag a billionaire like Mr Damaero, or maybe she was even healthy. The rich marry themselves.

Waittttt

The guy in the portrait looked surprisingly familiar. I can bet my heart I've seen him somewhere. Maybe in the restaurant. As Miss P said I should mind my business, I vow to do just that.

I finished trying the clothes, Grace was my clean partner, and she seemed nice. I heard sounds of multiple cars driving in and looked outside the window to confirm my suspicions.

"Who are they?" I asked Grace, who was busy with her phone. Are those even allowed during work hours.

"Madam and Sir, of course."

I stared seriously as they both walked in with the guards leading the way. I don't know why I was keenly interested in this family. A part of me wanted to stay off like Miss P instructed. Another yearns to know the resident.

Like the movies, right?

I might impress Mrs Domaero, and then she adopts me and my siblings. A nice way to dream

I came out of the room, watching them from a hiding spot upstairs. I saw Miss P stand in humility to get Mrs. Damaero's bag.

"Ohh!! She can be that humble, " I mumbled with a smirk on my face.

"Where is Fred??" Mr Domero asked

"He's upstairs in his room, Sir.

So someone is here, a resident, and everywhere looks quiet. I better start minding my business.

I joined Frace to clean the dressing room. It was about 5 in number located upstairs. It was that many because we were 15 in number. I was the only one permitted to leave.

5.30 pm came sooner than expected, and I signed and left. i was also given my name card, which will enable me to come in and go out uninterrupted.

I walked out of the street daydreaming again. It was always like this,to keep my mind off my family problems.

If i could save up around half of my salary every month, I might be able to get a small place for my siblings and I. Then, after that, I'll get a shop. I giggled happily, loudly too. My life was definitely changing for the better

"Hello," I heard someone call.

Why will anyone call me here? This street is obviously for the rich, so no one would have my time. I slammed my hand on my head. It's so stupid of me to think that I can't be called by anyone. I'm 23, of course, I'm beautiful, that i know. But right now, the relationship just sounds odd to me. As much as I want to smile at being called upon. It was scary. Silly me, who'd even call me. I think too much.

"Hello," I heard again, closer than before. I turned immediately to see that guy, the guy that spilled water on me. I startled, surprised. Someone i never thought I'd meet again. This was fate's way of playing with me. Now that I've gotten a job, it's probably sending someone to finish me up completely. I insulted him the last time. Heaven knows he's back for revenge

"Heyy!! How are you?" He asked with a smile.

What??

He isn't mad?? Or maybe it's just a plot to finish me completely.

"Do I know you?" I feigned ignorance. I wouldn't want to get caught up in anything.

"Yeah, you do. I accidentally spilled water on you about a week ago or so. I'm sorry about that. "

I stared at him, fighting every reason in me to hate him. He was so perfect, his height, his face, his hair, his diction. I felt dirty immediately. His aura humiliated me. He has been kind from the first day, but all I've done is insult him.

"Ohh!! The guy that almost killed me, are you here to finish me up completely?"

"Are you stalking me ?" I asked, looking around.

"Ohh, no. No. I live around. I was just driving in when I saw you. "

He must be wealthy then, I whispered to myself. Of course, he's wealthy, but I didn't know he was this wealthy to live in this wealthy street.

I said nothing, admitting defeat.

"Where do you stay? Can i drop you off?

"No, you can't,"

"C'mon, i feel bad about that day, and I just want us to be friends." He said, cajoling me calmly

"It's fine, about that day too. But believe me, I'd like to go home myself. "

"Don't insist," I said when I saw him try to say something.

"Can I get your contact at least?"

I bent my head, suddenly shy and ashamed.

What's wrong with me??

Maybe it's the fact that i don't have a phone. I did have one, but it got bad. It's in my budget, tho. I'll get one soon with my fat salary. I thought about it with a smile.

"I don't have a phone," I whispered

"It's fine then,"

"How can I see you again? Do you stay around?"

This conversation has been more like an interview. In as much as I'm enjoying this, I shouldn't get carried away.

"I'm sorry I need to leave," I said, walking away

"Just a minute more, please,"

I heard him call back, but I didn't turn. I just don't want issues. I really need to pull myself together, but that won't be possible if I'm distracted.