Chapter 11

Maria sat on the floor in her room with a bottle of alcohol in one of her hands and a cigarette in the other hand.

If one sees her from her, then the person can easily tell how miserable she was.

“Who is there?” She yelled and the maids nearby stared at the door of her room in fear.

Most of her maids had left her cause the time for her to pay them had passed and there was no hope that they would be paid anytime soon while the ones who remained lived fearfully.

“Is there no one there?!” She yelled again trying to get up but fell back down.

“Do you need anything ma’am?” The maid who finally mustered courage asked as she entered her room which was smelling of alcohol and cigarettes.

“Get me my phone on that stool,” She said pointing to the stool which was not too far from her.

“Alright ma’am,” The maid said after a few minutes of silence, she couldn’t believe that she called her to pick something which was right before her.

“Is that all m