Chapter 3: Real identity exposed.

Author's POV

Just a few minutes after the brunette lady dropped her child on the bench in the center park, she zoomed off in her car to get to her apartment quickly while keeping tabs on her surroundings as she didn't want to be caught.

Except she didn't care if she was caught by the police, because funny enough, that would even be better than the predicament that she was in right now.

She had an abusive husband - a common crime in some married couples, but it was just a different case. And she was weak.

She wasn't only weak mentally but also physically because she normally has a weak physique since childhood after always being exposed to the harsh weather of her village on the outskirts of the country.

She was born into poverty and was raised and coated with it. But she always thought of making it big and helping her parents from overworking themselves on their small farm just to get some food crops to sell and gain little change for food and other necessary things like clothes and shelter.

But her body was not strong as she was I initially born prematurely due to the lack of nutrition when her mother was pregnant with her. But after she gave birth, she fell really sick because Post-partum had taken a negative effect on her and a few years later she was bedridden and unable to take care of her daughter well.

The brunette's name was Olive Crest. Olive started to work on the farm from age five with her father, mainly to collect herbs that her mother would need for her daily medicine as her health was only deteriorating as time flew.

By the time Olive was Eight years of age, she had already shed tears of her mother's passing away and her father only felt lost and looked depressed day by day. Olive never told any of her parents that she was not a strong child and that was why she always couldn't finish hard tasks out in the field especially when it is the winter and autumn seasons but still she never complained.

At age fifteen, One day, while coming back from selling a few foodstuff and buying the ones they needed, Olive saw a poster of a maid that is needed to work in either of two very modest family houses in the heart of the country, which made her wonder why the house owners hadn't just picked a maid from the area where they lived because it was sure to be populated in that part of the country. Nevertheless, She came back home and informed her father about it.

He was very adamant that she would not leave, that they had at least a roof, and food. That the place where she would be going would be a very busy place-a pace that she might not fit in with their ways and all.

But they had an overbearing leaking roof and barely good food and clothes to keep warm just like most of their neighbors lived. Olive convinced her father on the notion that she can't bear to lose another one of her parents without allowing them to have a proper normal life. And that made him to reluctantly allow her to go.

Olive promised her father that she would give that she would not let him down.

The next day, she was already standing at the family house residence and she found out that there were different family houses-and they were only built to contain lots of rooms... Which meant more cleaning.

Weighing the odds, Olive decided to work in a medium sized house. It would give her a good little income, and she might not work in huge rooms like the ones that the other 'mansions' seemed to have.

Besides, it would be good for her to get used to a bit of luxury before she gets a better job than being a maid.

With that resolve, she decided to ask for how to sign in to one of the houses to ask to be a maid.

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A few days later, Olive could be seen cleaning an expensive looking kitchen counter while wearing a custom servant uniform of white and black when suddenly, she felt a hand curl around her waist.

She abruptly turned around to berate the perverted mind after pushing the unknown man with her back do that she could get in a little distance from him.

She had only worked here for four days and was calmy getting along with the troubles of a regular maid, and today that she was assigned to the kitchen by the head maid of the house, a perverted man could not hold himself from holding a maid? How irritating!

With that, She had turned to face the man. And she saw the man's expression, as if he was angry?

"Sir! Why would you do that to a lady?!" Olive asked, because she was literally brought up well and never understood the other sides of life that she wasn't accustomed to.

"What?!"

"You dare to speak to me, Filthy maid?" The young man said to her in a voice that only resonated trouble.

Olive then understood, She shouldn't have ranted right away, this man might be a very important man in the family residence to have called her a filthy maid-besides, it wasn't like they were given enough water in the slave quarters, she thought.

" I am very sorry, sir" Olive said and bowed her head.

The man just sneered and looked her up and dowm and left the kitchen with a 'tsk'.

When he left, Olive felt relieved but she was still wary that something about that man was not to be trifled with. She wanted to ask about him to the other maids but she immediately quenched the thought and went on cleaning.

Poor Olive,

Who would have thought that only after a week that she started working in the Craig's family residence, she would be molested right on the 9th day?