Bertino Mansion on Harrods Street
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Killian's cousin, Marquis Rhodius, was the son of the Emperor's sister, Princess Tanisia.
Although the line of succession to the throne was much lower than that of the emperor's sons, he was a member of the royal family.
Having brought such a letter of introduction, she could not send it back even if she had a very unsuitable appearance.
Johanna sighed and looked at the girl in front of her again.
Standing 165 centimeters tall, she had broad shoulders, a thick waist that seemed not to be covered by both arms, cute hips, and hard, thick brick-colored hair.
The higher the noble, the more important a maiden's appearance is.
She was a maid destined to work in the Prince's mansion, nowhere else.
Johanna looked at her with hawk eyes and gave up searching.
Her face was strangely small compared to her large body, and her complexion was so dark that she looked sickly, and even more earthy because of her red hair.
Also, those thick glasses she wore!
The heavy-looking glasses, which seemed to make his nose sink in, made it impossible to guess the color and shape of his eyes.
Johanna spoke to the nasty-faced girl: “Can you work with that body without any problems?
Take care of the first floor guest room, servants' and maids' hallways, and dining area.
You must clean as carefully as possible to make sure you are not noticed by guests and His Highness.
Do you understand?”
Juliet's eyes took on an affected look, while Johanna held her forehead and spoke reluctantly.
“Yes, head maid.”
Go up, leave your luggage and go down.
I have to prepare suitable clothes for you, so you just put on your clothes and work until your uniform is ready.”
"Yes." Juliet bowed once again with good manners and went up to the fourth floor via the staircase behind her, which was available to the maids.
The room was not shown to her by anyone, but she knew it immediately.
The small but clean room left Juliet unable to hide her joy.
‘Yes, I can gradually increase my quality of life.
After paying off my debt to Maribel, I will raise enough money to open my own store.
But first, I'm going to have to deal with the useless skill that shitty dog Manny gave me.'
Juliet carefully sat down on the bed, took out a cheap palm-sized mirror from her bag, and carefully checked to see if her makeup had been erased.
A dull brown face, with a stiff, rough-looking wig and thicker-than-usual metum juice… Her eyebrows were twice as thick as her real ones, and her lips were painted an opaque color to make her look like a sick person and difficult to see.
But that ugly face was a safety device that protected herself and others.
Juliet once thought about breaking her disguise.
She felt sorry for having to hide such a beautiful figure with a disguise, so she took off her makeup and took off her wig in the prop room for a while.
When Amélia* and Sophie saw this and started talking, Julieta decided to wear makeup again.
They said she would be more beautiful than most theater actresses, admiring her colorful blonde hair, white skin and green eyes.
Frightened, Juliet immediately put on a wig again!
Since then, she had been angry at the idea that she could never remove her disguise until she resolved the curse ability that Manny had given her, but she decided to take it easy, thinking that the disguise could be a shield to protect her.
Julieta, satisfied, packed her few belongings in a wooden box and went down to the first floor.
“What is this?
Is she a new employee?
Oh, my God, look at her.”As soon as she was introduced to the people she would be working with, she heard laughter and was singled out for her appearance.
“I've never seen a girl so ugly and fat.
Look at her hair.
I can cut it and use it as a broom.”
“Look at that skin color.
What did she do to make her skin color like that?
Your hands are white, but what's wrong with your face?
Hey, are you sick?
It's not contagious, is it?
I'm talking about the disease that can make everyone ugly.”
Yelling at her, they were all in a mess.
Juliet pouted at the people who laughed in her face.
‘If Manny had given me control of beauty, I would have made them all ugly and started the era of equality for humanity.’
Maids who were the same age as her ignored good manners and continued to tease Juliet, but no one stopped them.
The head maid pretended not to hear and started ordering the maids to do what they had to do right away.
“The Prince will be stopping by tomorrow, so clean the first floor hallway and help with the kitchen work.
If there is dust on the furniture, you will have to do it again all night, so do it carefully from the beginning.
Now, go to the designated areas and quickly get to work.
Ali, please clean the room again for Lady Moira.
I won’t let her complain like before.”
Hearing Johanna's words, the gray-haired maid who was laughing at Juliet grumbled.
“The lady was strange.
She was expelled by the Prince and took out her anger on me.
Johanna, you know that.”
“It is our job to deal with this before we receive a complaint from our superior.
Don't say anything, just wipe again.
You changed the sheets to red, right?” Ignoring the maid's complaint, Johanna asked once again strictly.
Ali replied: “Yes.
That's why I ordered new ones and had to change them.
Her Highness won't need to go to that room anyway, but I don't know why she keeps asking me to change the sheets to red ones.
“Quiet.
Everyone, split up quickly; hurry up and finish your work.”
While the head maid clapped her hands and encouraged everyone, the maids, who had been complaining, dispersed.
People went to their seats and Juliet stood there in the empty hallway, not knowing where to go.
Johanna looked at her disapprovingly and ordered her to follow her.
“You follow me here.
I’ll tell you where to work from today.”
Julieta, having a very straight posture for her blunt body, followed the head maid and headed towards the back of the first floor.
She was introduced to Rowena, the maid in charge of cleaning.
Rowena, whose hair had turned gray by the age of fifty, also frowned at Juliet's dull body.
“I don’t know if she can do what she’s been told to do properly.”
Rowena's displeased voice made Johanna look at Juliet.
“I’ll give you a daily quota.
You won't rest until you're done with this, so you'll have to be diligent.
If you move so much, you’ll lose that big belly.”
Juliet tried to say something in instant anger, as she had heard all kinds of insults from the moment she entered the house, but she could barely resist and didn't say a word.
She thought about the word ‘patience’ ten times and replied politely, vowing not to be angered by his comments: “Yes.
I will work hard.
What should I start with?”
N/T Sa-chan:
I decided to change Amelie to Amélia, sorry for the change
Sa-chan
Sa-chan
Thanks for reading.
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