passed was an impressive looking storybook mansion, but none was as magnificent as Eighteen Richmond Lane.
Open-mouthed, Mina parked her bike in front of a large pool-fountain in the middle of an expansive stretch of green lawn. The grass beneath her feet was so green and perfectly cut, it seemed unnatural.
Dogs would kill to do their business here.
She wiped her sweaty face and eyes. The two-story mansion and side structures combined measured at least fifty-thousand square feet. Each bedroom was probably the size of her entire house.
Judging from the number of modern-styled windows, Mina estimated the second floor had at least fifteen bedrooms.
The manse was an architect’s dream, especially its Corinthian-styled pillars.
Four cars, one silver-white limo, and three motorcycles occupied the open driveway. Seeing the red sports car from yesterday, Mina knew this was exactly where Rich Boy lived.
She walked toward the twelve-foot tall white front door and rang the doorbell. Twenty seconds later, the door opened and a bald man in a black suit greeted Mina. Mina arched her neck. He had to be at least six feet three inches tall.
He bowed his head. “How may I help you?” His tone was low and raspy. His face, devoid of emotion and wrinkles, made him look robotic.
The rich could afford robot-servants, right?
He pressed his lips together, studying Mina’s outfit. “Are you the temp-maid from the agency, Miss?”
“ Uh…” Before Mina could tell the bald man no, he pulled her into the manse.
“ You’re a little early, but that’s a good sign. You also look young. Then again, looks can be deceiving. My name is Bunion and I am the Butler. You are?”
“ Mina Lin.” Mina shook the man’s massive hand.
“ A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Lin. Please follow me.”
Mina welcomed the sight of the sheer grandeur of the mansion. A long carpeted hall stood before her. To the left of the hall was a white spiraling staircase with shiny golden handrails. A diamond chandelier hung from the ceiling. Famous looking paintings lined the walls.
Isn’t that a Monet?
Walking along the hallway, Bunion showed Mina the main living room, complete with a fireplace, black leather furniture and a hundred-inch LED screen.
“ This is the Red Room. Every room in the manse has a name, by the way.”
“ Nice.” Dazed, as if she had stepped into a fairytale castle, Mina almost forgot why she was here and that she wasn’t the temp-maid the Daniels had hired.
The next stop was the Black Pool Room, an entertainment and bar room with a nine foot long red pool table in the center. A corner bar with black marble counters held an impressive collection of decades-old wines and liquors.
Next to the Black Pool Room was a gym room filled with treadmills, bikes, elliptical machines and weights that could make a stick-thin man turn into a buff beefcake.
Afterward, Bunion led Mina into a storage room filled with linens and tools. “This is where the clean linens, brooms, mops, and vacuums are. Take whatever you need here.”
Mina looked inside the closet. The amount of linens inside closet could fill a section at Macy’s.
Further down the hallway, Bunion took Mina to a room hidden behind a door disguised as a nine-foot tall painting of snow-capped mountains.
Bunion waved Mina inside the room. "Finally, this room is called the White Piano Room. This is our Young Master’s favorite room.”
Rich Boy’s favorite room? Mina inspected every corner of the White Piano Room. In the center of the room rested a white grand-piano. To the far left was a long lounging cream sofa next to a crystal-surfaced coffee table. Atop the table was a beautiful porcelain vase filled with fragrant white orchids with purplish-red centers.
“Since you’ll be the Young Master’s maid, there are some rules you shall follow. First, make sure this room is spotless everyday. The Young Master will not play the piano if the
Open-mouthed, Mina parked her bike in front of a large pool-fountain in the middle of an expansive stretch of green lawn. The grass beneath her feet was so green and perfectly cut, it seemed unnatural.
Dogs would kill to do their business here.
She wiped her sweaty face and eyes. The two-story mansion and side structures combined measured at least fifty-thousand square feet. Each bedroom was probably the size of her entire house.
Judging from the number of modern-styled windows, Mina estimated the second floor had at least fifteen bedrooms.
The manse was an architect’s dream, especially its Corinthian-styled pillars.
Four cars, one silver-white limo, and three motorcycles occupied the open driveway. Seeing the red sports car from yesterday, Mina knew this was exactly where Rich Boy lived.
She walked toward the twelve-foot tall white front door and rang the doorbell. Twenty seconds later, the door opened and a bald man in a black suit greeted Mina. Mina arched her neck. He had to be at least six feet three inches tall.
He bowed his head. “How may I help you?” His tone was low and raspy. His face, devoid of emotion and wrinkles, made him look robotic.
The rich could afford robot-servants, right?
He pressed his lips together, studying Mina’s outfit. “Are you the temp-maid from the agency, Miss?”
“ Uh…” Before Mina could tell the bald man no, he pulled her into the manse.
“ You’re a little early, but that’s a good sign. You also look young. Then again, looks can be deceiving. My name is Bunion and I am the Butler. You are?”
“ Mina Lin.” Mina shook the man’s massive hand.
“ A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Lin. Please follow me.”
Mina welcomed the sight of the sheer grandeur of the mansion. A long carpeted hall stood before her. To the left of the hall was a white spiraling staircase with shiny golden handrails. A diamond chandelier hung from the ceiling. Famous looking paintings lined the walls.
Isn’t that a Monet?
Walking along the hallway, Bunion showed Mina the main living room, complete with a fireplace, black leather furniture and a hundred-inch LED screen.
“ This is the Red Room. Every room in the manse has a name, by the way.”
“ Nice.” Dazed, as if she had stepped into a fairytale castle, Mina almost forgot why she was here and that she wasn’t the temp-maid the Daniels had hired.
The next stop was the Black Pool Room, an entertainment and bar room with a nine foot long red pool table in the center. A corner bar with black marble counters held an impressive collection of decades-old wines and liquors.
Next to the Black Pool Room was a gym room filled with treadmills, bikes, elliptical machines and weights that could make a stick-thin man turn into a buff beefcake.
Afterward, Bunion led Mina into a storage room filled with linens and tools. “This is where the clean linens, brooms, mops, and vacuums are. Take whatever you need here.”
Mina looked inside the closet. The amount of linens inside closet could fill a section at Macy’s.
Further down the hallway, Bunion took Mina to a room hidden behind a door disguised as a nine-foot tall painting of snow-capped mountains.
Bunion waved Mina inside the room. "Finally, this room is called the White Piano Room. This is our Young Master’s favorite room.”
Rich Boy’s favorite room? Mina inspected every corner of the White Piano Room. In the center of the room rested a white grand-piano. To the far left was a long lounging cream sofa next to a crystal-surfaced coffee table. Atop the table was a beautiful porcelain vase filled with fragrant white orchids with purplish-red centers.
“Since you’ll be the Young Master’s maid, there are some rules you shall follow. First, make sure this room is spotless everyday. The Young Master will not play the piano if the
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