Victoria apologized immediately to the maid for trying to pretend to be Rhea. "I'm sorry, pregnancy hormones, you know." She said she was smiling and rubbing her stomach.
"I understand, ma'am; it's fine," the maid responded, buying the excuse.
"Do you need me to do anything?" The maid asked.
"No, but erm. Keep an eye on them and help them out with whatever they want," Victoria tells the maid, freeing herself from any slight responsibility of catering for them.
"Alright ma'am." The maid responded but was surprised by what she said. She never gives instructions to care for her kids like that.
The maid overlooked it and walked away; she did not want to stress; I've got it too much.
Soon night came, and they all slept, but Victoria found it hard to sleep as it's a new environment.
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