Chapter 169

The head maid got herself hammered with that bottle of wine and fell asleep in the lounge.

When she woke up, it was already 6 o’clock the next morning.

“Jesus Christ!”

She jumped up and sprunt into the kitchen crying, “Fuck we don’t have much time left! How is the cake coming along-”

The wedding cake was already finished.

When she came dashing in, Janet was just adding one finishing touch–placing the couple’s figurine on the top layer.

The wedding cake stood 10 layers high, covered in buttercream pink frosting, and decorated with ribbons, red roses, and white lilies.

It was made to perfection.

The head maid could already imagine the guests staring at this piece of work in awe. “Holy…Did you make this all by yourself?” she gasped.

Janet nodded, dusting some flour off her apron, “Yeah, what do you think?”

“It is…absolutely perfect.”

The head maid walked around the cake, admiring it from all directions. She couldn’t find anywhere that needed refinement.

“Great work, Janet. Really, fabulous work!” she said, “I will be sure to mention your name to the masters when they ask about this cake-”

Janet waved her hands hastily, “No, no please don’t. This is all you. I just offered a little help.”

The head maid smiled to Janet with gratitude in her eyes.

She thought Janet didn’t want to steal her thunder.

But what she didn’t know was that there were a dozen photos hidden in the hollow

core.

Like a time bomb, waiting to be ignited.

On the day of the wedding, the head maid made everyone get up and go to work before the sun came up.

The stove was on since 4:30 and the heat made everyone sweat like hell.

None of them had time to stop and take a break. They had to take turns grabbing a quick bite for their lunch or they wouldn’t be able to get their work done before the dinner party.

Janet overheard a couple of maids complaining about the workloads.

“I am so done with our job!”

One maid growled, chopping the vegetables.

One maid growled, chopping the vegetables.

“Us kitchen maids are forced to stay down here, by the oven and stove, and get all the heavy works done! While those sluts upstairs get to attend the ceremony a parties with the masters. It is so not fair!”

“I know!” the other maid snapped while squeezing a lemonade, “That tramp Gill kept texting me photos of the morning reception and all those gorgeous male guests. Oh, have you seen the queen’s wedding gown?”

“No. Have you?”

said the wedding gown was absolutely stunning. The Queen looks like a

listening to

Harper dreamed about since she

wedding of the century, powerful mate, expensive wedding gown, fancy

this beautiful dream would

ruined the moment Harper cut that

wedding ceremony was held

the ceremony, the King and Queen and all the guests would return to the palace for the dinner

in the afternoon, a servant came down to

maids to help out

to attend

up in the air,

at Janet specifically, “Janet, you

The others were rankled.

get to go?” one maid cried, “She

hustles and got all her work done!” the head maid roared back,

left

her to the Grand Ballroom, where

ballroom had been

The walls were lined with golden wallpaper and large windows draped

crystal, and the smell of

guests were already in the ballroom, gathered in small groups, chatting. The room was filled with the soft hum of conversation and the occasional bust

one percent in his kingdom to

dressed in fine evening wear, with women in

looked so noble and

head down! Don’t

they crossed the room staying close to the

offend any one

her

servant placed her behind the bar and asked

immediately came

their orders and looked around

see anyone

sight of Daran, Morgana, Kass,

Harper hadn’t

champagne,” said a haughty voice

Janet turned around.

with shock when she saw the

It was Paul!

next to him was his wife,

her parents across the border

on the couple’s faces when

out laughing, “Oh my god, look who it is! Working behind the counter as a maid! What happened, Janet? Did your Alpha throw you out of

Daran

let out a cold

that she hadn’t heard their sarcasm and poured

your order,” she said

fucking maid now. And my dear daughter is the queen! We can tramp you like a fucking

“You mean the same daughter that you turned your backs on when

She despised these two.

crimes, they threw Harper under the bus

crawling back to their discarded daughter as soon as she became

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