The Fortunate woman

other employee except Gavin. She appeared to be slightly younger than Gavi

he storage areas here, and they're colour-coded to indicate which ones need to be cleaned more frequently. If you have any

and put away, allowing Abigail to begin her rounds. She reviewed the map and judged that it was si

athroom, and repeat. She was used to doing it, and before she knew it, her day had ended. She returne

own and Loren passed her a pla

told me. "But, if I may ask, where is the master of this estate?" It was a que

events. When he decides to return, I will notify you so tha

e didn't mind. No matter of the home meant no issues. No males shouti

ot help but inquire. Not simply out of cu

Charles has as many homes as he needs to have, his wo

pending on what he's working at the moment he'll spe

with servants working even when he was not there. But a man like that is undoubtedly too

ng her into working inhumanely quickly, and Gavin and Loren w

their lives. She discovered that, while Gavin did not sleep in the servants' quarters, he did live on the estate's g

avin would travel over to see him on vacation. Gavin enjoyed talki

rn. Unfortunately, due to the nature of his profession, Francisley was u

ted that it kept her 'fit'. And, while Gavin was a widower, Loren had never married, and Abigail felt s

ife, she had never contemplated the prospect of a romance. But, how could she? She was constantly work

ingly fortunate to have this employment and a roof over her head. The transition from one job

rted stairwells of apartment buildings

ne, and their cook was a touch rude, but the job went well overall. Until they chose to sell

se, there was a position available for a maid at an estate. She'd never heard of the place befor

She decided she'd find out tomorrow when she had the day o

at breakfast the next day, and they verifie

l jeans and washed-out t-shirt. Just as she was

he said, handing me a handful of keys. "This one unlocks the front gate, and this one opens the fron

ng out the keys. "Should I r

. "No, they're yours as long as

said, turning to go down

quite shine through the clouds. The woodland beside the road appeared

they spotted her or she'd step off the street if she wa

ong the main road, there were a few businesses, a dentist, and a tiny burger establishment that appeared to be a popular hangout for local youths. A couple of the

not for the modest sign in front. She swiftly went over to the librarian to collect a library card before heading out in quest of some books

new she'd be late for supper if she didn't rush back. She wasn't sure if they'd reserve

Her hurry paid off, as she arrived at the gate with only a few minutes to spare. After some

pondered who this guest could be. It couldn't be Mr Charle, the owner, because Gavin had promised to notify her ah

ording to the plan, it had a swimming pool, a sauna, a movie theatre, a shooting range, a bal

n guests stayed overnight. She hurried back to her chamber as discreetly as possible, but just

nly because he was so stunningly attractive that her gaze would not leave his tall figure. His brown

he well-tailored business suit he wore contradicted that. He appeared

e should not gaze; it is impolite. She hurriedly resumed her stroll down the cor

't mind dining a bit later. You know, Mr. Charles a

Ch

ow