Thankfully madam Wilson was very satisfied with my suggestion and let me leave. It's quite a walk to Talia's ( Talia is also a maid in the household. Although she lives here and I don't ) room. Her room is on the top floor. Thankfully the elevator's free and I don't have to take the stairs.
I walk out of the elevator towards Talia's room which is at the end of the hallway. Approaching the door, I hear Talia's voice conversing lightly with another voice I recognize immediately ; Sasha. I don't have a great relationship with her. She's always taunting me on being the Wilson's "pet". Just because Mr Oliver Wilson calls me pet names or Mrs Sofia Wilson loves having conversations with me and taking my fashion advice doesn't make me a "pet". Whenever Mr Wilson gets home from work, I'm always there to welcome him before I take my leave and Sasha is always nearby to make animal noises. Sometimes it's that of a dog or a cat. It's so annoying. I always try to ignore her but it's proving more difficult by the day.
I listen to thier little conversation and what I hear amuses me.
" He's so cute !!!!!!!!!!" screams Talia
" I know " complimented Sasha
" I can't believe he's going to be here tomorrow night" squealed Talia.
" Look at that jawline and that silky, soft hair " Sasha co-ed.
"I'm glad the whole mansion's spotless. Just maybe he'll ask who cleans it. It'd be so lovely to be the center of his attention." Talia said in a dreamy tone
" yeah right " Sasha scoffed " I'm sure he'll be looking for someone with a better family background. A model or actress seem to be his taste, seeing he's been in public with quite a number of them. You know someone beautiful and stunning to behold " Sasha lectured.
I was getting quite annoyed with Sasha that I wanted to just push the door open and scold her for hurting Talia's feelings but hearing Talia's voice I stopped.
" Oh, I see. " she paused " maybe someone like Anna " she sounded excited. I froze. Sasha's not going to like that suggestion but that didn't seem to faze Talia.
"she's so beautiful and well mannered and the Wilson's love her !!!" I could already imagine the excitement on her face.
" Why are you all so blinded by that witch ? " Sasha scoffed. "She's not a witch !!!" Talia defended me
" I know what people like her are capable of " Sasha said in a taunting Voice. " I heard Mrs Wilson calling her earlier. I'm sure thier planning a way to impress her son tomorrow."
" That's not true!" replied Talia, annoyance seeping out of her voice.
" Believe what you want to Talia, it seems Liliana's already brainwashed you. Watch out tomorrow. I'm sure she won't be wearing her uniform when ' He ' arrives on the excuse that She's done with her shift and she's leaving and at that point Mr and Mrs Wilson would ask her to join them for dinner. You'll see how she has already brainwashed the mindless Wilsons." she said.
I couldn't stand it anymore. You can insult me but don't insult the family that has been so kind to me.
" Actually, " I said pushing the door open and glared at Sasha who looked stunned to see me " I don't have a shift tomorrow so you won't be seeing me till Monday. I wasn't even supposed to be here today so don't bother about me ' brainwashing ' anyone." I made sure to say brainwashing in a very ugly tone. I turned and slammed the door on my way out.
If she wanted Alexander's attention so bad, he was all hers.
I went to the kitchen to find Mrs Wilson preparing a sandwich. I smiled and informed her that I was leaving. I had already changed out of my work clothes a few minutes ago.
" You're leaving dear ?, Already ?,"
" Yes ma'am" I have a lot of things to do this weekend" I answered politely.
" Oh dear, I'm sorry for calling you in today but would you by any chance be free to come in for dinner tomorrow night ? , please darling ?." she asked. " I would love you to meet Alex. "
Remembering Sasha's words I shook my head.
"I'm sorry ma'am but I'd be really busy tomorrow. I'll see you all on Monday. Have a great weekend. "
" Alright dear. Good night. Have a great weekend too. bye" Saying that she came forward and pecked me on my cheek and returned to making her sandwich.
I walked out the front door to see Mr Wilson alighting his car that was parked in front of the garage.
"Good evening sir. Have a great weekend." I waved him as I walked straight to the security checkpoint and left for home.