Before the end of that day, Beatrice and Selene were both kicked of of their little negligible apartment, they had no where to go. Beatrice then remembered Stacy an old family friend who owed them a favor.
Stacy, as also a big time share holder in The Gonzales Enterprise, which is now the Mendoza Enterprise. Beatrice and Selene went to Stacy's house and they were both welcomed with open arms.
"Oh welcome Beatrice" Stacy said as she gestured for one of the house maids to help carry Beatrice's luggages.
But Beatrice was cold. Although she was grate for the help Stacy was offering, a part of her still felt incomplete. So she kept mute and said nothing.
"So what can I get was guys? Wine, juice, tea maybe?" Stacy said as she tries to make both ladies feel at home.
"Just water will be fine" Selene said with a little glimmer on her face.
"Ok then water it is!" Stacy said as she went to get the water herself.
Beatrice still remained cold and speechless. Selene had to try to cheer her up.
"Come on Beatrice, not again" Selene said with so much compassion
"Miguel, threw me out of the house?" Beatrice said with a voice filled with fear and hostility
"Selene, I've been reduced to a nobody. And now am squatting with a friend cause I have no where to go to"
She broke out in tears as Selene tries to comfort her.
Back in the Mendoza Mansion, Miguel stayed in the house with Abigail and Grandma. Miguel was about to get his hands dirty with alotta faceslappings, and he couldn't do all of these in front of Grandma and his little daughter.
So he sent both of them on a one week vacation trip, he need his space so he could willfully exact his revenge on the Gonzales. Miguel wished to start with Emilia!
He went to the prison cell where Emilia was being detained. He made some orders and wrote some statements that made the court to grant Emilia bail for a house arrest.
In the cell, Emilia sat pitiful in her cell. Her hair were scattered and her prison wears were looking raggedy. Suddenly, one of the female prison guard came to her cell and opened it.
"Look alive Emilia!" The guard said
"You've been granted bail!"
Emilia raised her head up slowly, as she was surprised to hear what the guard was say. She was cuffed and led out of the prison yard. She was surprised and said nothing because she didn't really understand what was happening.
The prison guards escorted her until they got to outside of the prison. They uncuffed her and gestured for her to go in the direction where Miguel was standing outside the prison.
When Emilia saw it, she couldn't believe her eyes at first! She was seeing Miguel well dressed and wearing a dark sun shade, standing beside a yellow ferrari. She walked to his direction slowly until she got to where he was.
"Miguel?" She called out as though she was a bit startled
Miguel removed his shades and said
"Hello Emilia!"
"You granted me bail?" She asked as though she was shock.
Miguel sighed and said
"Well it depends on how you see it. The house is in a mess and I happen to be in need of a servant or maybe a slave to help me keep it in order"
Emilia scoffed in amusement, yes she shouldn't be surprised. She should've seen this coming.
"Miguel..." Emilia said with a deep and emotional voice
"...you want me to be your maid? No it's not possible. Over my dead body Miguel!"
"You should be careful the things you say" Miguel said
"Because Emilia my dear you have been sentenced to a lifetime in prison. So it might actually be happening over your dead body"
Emilia stood quietly as though she wanted to cry, but only sobbed quietly. Miguel took in a deep breath
"So here the deal Emilia! You have been granted bail to serve time as house arrest. And during this process you will and you must serve me as my maid! That mean you do the dishes, you clean my mansion, you Emilia will serve me" Miguel declared as he stared straight into Emilia's eyes
"But although Emilia if you don't like my offer, you can go back to your cell and spend the rest of your miserable life as a convict. Which will you prefer?"
Emilia kept quiet, she remained cold and speechless. She couldn't utter a single word. But Miguel kept taunting her.
"Look around you Emilia, you're still around the prison yard. The suffocating stench of torment and abandonment can be perceived all over this entire confinement! And it will only take a simple wave of my hand, and officers will cuff you up and drag you right back to your cell."
He then opened the door of he neat petite ferrari.
"So what's it gonna be Emilia, you're either coming with me, or you're staying with them. Which do you prefer?"
Emilia had already been through so much stress in prison. She had no choice but to stoop so low to Miguel's petty offers. She slowly entered the car as though she was forced into it against her will.
She kept quiet and said nothing. She had the same frozen and hostile look on her face that Beatrice had too.
They drove all the way back to the Mendoza Mansion. When drove into the compound, Emilia looked through the windows of the car. She adored the prestigious and embracing confinement of the mansion. It reminded her of her time there, three months gone and it still hadn't changed a bit.
But this time she's not staying as a guest nor a house wife or a daughter. But she's coming as a maid to serve Miguel!
They came down from the car as they got to the front of the mansion. Miguel ushered Emilia into the same house she spent her childhood as though she was a newbie or something.
When they entered the house, Emilia stood still and fed her eyes on the glimmering beauty of the mansion. The well lite hallway and the beautiful staircase. But her moment of exaltation was soon retarded by the resonating sound of Miguel's voice.
"Get a mop!" He commanded
His voice triggered Emilia's consciousness as she now remember's the reason of her coming back. And this time her stay in the house might not be a memorable one.
"Get a mop! Get a towel" Miguel said
"Clean the house, if I go to where I'm going and come back and meet a messed up house, you be booking a one way ticket back to the iron bars, have I made myself clear?"
Emilia nodded, but though she still remained still. Miguel then stormed out of the house, entered his car a zoomed off.
Emilia could barely catch her breath, she just didn't know what to feel. She cried her eyes out,
"Why has Miguel chosen to torment my life?..." She thought to