thought she was looking at the most beautiful house

to love it here,"

t Shwerps." Clara suddenly remembered the name. Clara stopped fiddling her bag. She was looking for the piece of paper N

her politely. "Yes." the man replie

s going to look going by the furnishing of the house. Was she st

just behind her. He was curious to know who she was. This lady was obvi

se years. How is your grandma? Her questions just came pouring out. It was like t

Mrs, Madam... Sherps," Cla

I'm the one. I

ke her as her mum. How could such a woman leave her daught

d up her suitcase. I stay at the servant's

n them. She must have taken her looks from her dad. How she wished she could see

h gaping at. Her slender features and white skin gave some the impre

me was Juliet. And from the way the other workers took orders

and stared through the window. If her mum wasn't the owner of the house, at least

had been that she had a rich mother. That had instantly made her happy as there

oughts when she got up and

indeed a very beautiful house. Being the child of a maid, she hoped that would no

r. He walked with some sort of arrogance or was it confidence. She wondered. He was talking to the lady. She could see them laugh together. He

time. It happened so fast that she did not have enough time to look away. Her

t handsome man I have ever seen in my life. She thought to herself. She steppe

an call you that? Of course dear. Yes you can. After all these years it would be unfair of me to expect otherwise." Your journey must have been very tiring. Please come and have dinner then you can go to bed. I'll

She wished he hadn't turned around so fast. She swore she would have h

on or some kind of relative and you are just a daughter to the maid,'' and with

Juliet what she was thinking. She yearned for her grandma. If she were here with her, it would have been diff

and served her some mashed potatoes with grilled chicken. She also brought

maid, food was not a problem for her. The wine was vintage. Juliet ate and drank freely, not bo

ng to get that young man she saw in the garden off her mind when Julie

time in your life." Tomorrow we will meet my boss. The woman of the house. She paused, then she went on like she was th

nterest, trying not to go ba

also runs the company with him. She's a very busy woman. Pr

herself. Juliet had not even deemed it fit to do a catch-up of her life, but that was taken over by the

er thoughts were still of the handsome young man and beautiful young lady she had seen in the garden earlier. She tho