My Daughter's Killer Hired Me As His Maid

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I worked as a live-in maid in a billionaires mansion.

I thought my job was just cleaning and dusting. But to my surprise

I ended up cleaning up his dirtiest, darkest secrets.

It started with a few strands of hair.

Then, a pair of bloody scissors and torn clothes.

Later, it was severed fingers, a rolled-out eyeball, and...

A corpse.

When the police walked into the villa, everyone was whispering in panic.

Only I stood there, calmly watching their every move.

I knew.

My chance had finally come.

Late at night, I took off my maid uniform. I changed into a sheer, black lace slip dress and walked up to the master bedroom on the top floor.

*Knock, knock, knock*

"Come in."

The mans eyes flashed with a sickening, lustful look. He stared at my body greedily, then waved his hand to beckon me over.

I walked over, and he pulled me tightly into his lap.

"Lana, you smell so good..."

"Mr. Harrison, please... dont be like this."

He grabbed my hand. "Call me Richard."

Richard Harrison. The oldest son of the Harrison Group. He owned three major tech companies and was the master of this massive, luxurious villa.

"Mr. Harrison, this isnt right... Im just a maid." He sniffed my neck like an addict. His hot, heavy breath made my stomach turn.

"So what if youre a maid? I love maids." He chuckled, his hand sliding down toward the hem of my dress. I stopped him immediately, holding my hand up and staying silent.

Richard let out a cold laugh. He pulled a thick stack of cash out of his drawer and threw it onto the desk. "You know what to do, right?"

I smiled. Slowly, I leaned down, bringing my face close to his.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning lit up the sky outside.

As the light flashed across my face, Richard suddenly pushed me away. "You!"

I blinked innocently. "Whats wrong?"

He stared at me blankly, shook his head, and then rubbed his temples with a sigh.

Sensing something was off, I leaned in closer. "Are you not feeling well? Got something on your mind?"

"Lana, if only you could help me," Richard said, his eyes filled with panic. "But Im afraid nobody has the guts for this."

I traced his jawline with my fingernail. "As long as the price is right, I have all the guts you need."

Richard grabbed my wrist, his gaze turning deadly serious.

I felt the shift in the room. The air grew heavy and suffocating.

The next second, he leaned into my ear and whispered five words in a voice only I could hear.

"I killed someone."

For a second, my face froze.

Seeing my reaction, Richard burst into a wild laugh. "Hahaha!"

His devilish laughter echoed in the bedroom. My face went from pale to flushed.

"Dont be scared," he said, wrapping his arm around my waist. "Youll help me, won't you?"

I forced myself to calm down. I forced a smile. "How do you want me to help?"

"Shh." Richard's eyes looked like two dark, bottomless pits. "Before the cops find anything, I need you to wipe out every single piece of evidence."

I raised an eyebrow and looked at the stack of cash on the table. "0-000,000."

He reached out and pinched my nose playfully. "You greedy little thing. What do you even need all this money for?"

"0-000,000. Not a penny less," I repeated.

He nodded. "Alright, alright. Were in the same boat now anyway."

"A month ago, my daughter said her college required a summer internship. So she brought her roommates to intern at my company..."

Richard lit a cigarette with one hand while his other hand rubbed my thigh. His mind drifted back to the events of a month ago.

A month ago, Chloe, Richard's daughter, brought a few roommates to the company for their internship.

"Dad, these are my roommates, Maya, Brooke, and... Lily."

The girl named Lily had delicate features and a sweet, innocent look. She spoke in a soft, gentle voice that instantly captured Richard's attention.

"Nice to meet you all," Richard had said politely, but his eyes never left Lily.

His creepy, intense gaze made Lily visibly uncomfortable. Chloe noticed something was off and coughed loudly. Only then did Richard look away.

Lily...

My heart felt like it was pierced by a sharp needle, but I quickly snapped out of it.

"You liked her?" I asked.

Richard pinched my chin. "Why? Are you jealous?"

I playfully punched his chest. He grinned and pulled me closer. "That little girl wasn't nearly as obedient as you."

During her internship, Lily was always timid and quiet. This gave Richard the courage to call her into his office alone.

"Lily, how much are they paying you for this internship?"

Lily was nervous. "Four... four thousand a month..."

"Geez, thats way too low." Richard smirked, staring at her. "Ill bump it up to ten thousand a month."

Hearing this, Lily was shocked. But she had no idea what Richard really wanted. She just kept thanking him.

Richard took her gratitude as consent. He stepped forward, grabbed her, and forced a kiss on her.

Terrified, Lily struggled and screamed, "No! Mr. Harrison, stop! Please!"

Richard covered her mouth. "Shut up! Keep screaming and Ill take you right here, right now!"

Lilys face was covered in tears. Suddenly, the office door was kicked open.

Chloe stood at the door, her face red with rage.

The next second, she rushed in and slapped Lily hard across the face. "You slut! How dare you seduce my father!"

Seeing things go south, Richard quickly pulled them apart.

"Chloe, Chloe, you got it all wrong. Lily and I were just discussing work." Richard tried to smooth things over, then raised his voice and yelled at Lily, "Youre just an intern and you can't even handle a simple task! Useless piece of trash!"

To protect his own reputation, Richard humiliated Lily in front of the entire office.

But that night, Richard still felt unsatisfied.

After hours, he used the excuse of "explaining and apologizing" to call Lily back to his office.

What happened next was pure horror. Richard turned into an absolute beast the moment she walked in.

"Youre a monster," I said, looking at Richard as he recalled the memory.

He curled his lips. "So what? The girl didn't know her place. She got what she deserved."

"And then?"

"She kept fighting back. But she was just a weak little girl. She couldn't beat me. I took her."

"And she just took it?"

Richard stood up and walked over to his bookshelf. He pulled out a small wooden box and handed it to me. "Get rid of this."

I opened it. Inside was a lock of hair.

Richard smiled. "What else could she do? Just in case she tried to sue me, I saved the security footage from my office. The hair... was just a warning to keep her quiet."

"Add another $50,000." I stood up and walked over to him.

A flash of anger appeared in his eyes. "Lana, what is that supposed to mean?"

"Richard, you raped her! Helping you destroy evidence makes me an accomplice. I could go to prison for this!" I yelled, staring him down.

He quickly covered my mouth. "Keep your voice down! Fine, another $50,000."

I smiled with satisfaction. "Where is the security footage?"

"It's on a USB drive. I'll handle that myself."

I leaned in and wrapped my arms around his neck, whispering softly, "What's wrong? Don't trust me?"

He sighed, reached back into the bookshelf, and tossed a USB drive into the box. "The video is password-protected anyway. Don't bother watching it. Just burn it all."

I stared at the lock of hair.

Richard, you think 0-050,000 can cover up this horror? Ha. You wish.

The next day, right in front of Richard, I burned the box containing Lilys hair and the USB drive in the kitchen fireplace.

He let out a huge sigh of relief.

Just when I thought my job was done, he walked up behind me and whispered, "Come to my room tonight."

Late at night.

Richard stood by the window holding a glass of red wine. When he heard me come in, he smiled and hugged me from behind. "I feel so safe with you around."

I didn't love Richard.

If he wasn't filthy rich, I wouldn't even look at him, let alone work as his maid.

Suppressing the disgust in my chest, I forced a fake smile. "Last night you said you killed someone. It wasn't... Lily, was it?"

The moment I mentioned her name, Richard's face went completely stiff.

"Once you get a taste, you want more."

Richard started touching me, but I stepped aside. "Lets talk about business first."

Rumors had started spreading at the company about Lily. But they didn't mention Richard. Instead, the rumors claimed Lily was a homewrecker who slept around with married men for money.

The rumor spread from the company Slack channels to TikTok and Twitter. Angry netizens quickly doxxed Lily.

They demanded the company fire this "easy girl."

To save the company's face and get rid of the headache, Richard planned to fire her. But then he changed his mind. Lily was too unpredictable. He needed to keep her under his thumb.

So, he called her into his office again.

But Lily was already on the verge of a mental breakdown from the cyberbullying. When she heard Richard wanted to fire her and keep her as his secret mistress, she completely snapped. She grabbed a pair of desk scissors and held them against her own neck.

"Mr. Harrison, what did I ever do to deserve this? Why are you destroying my life!"

Lily screamed in pure despair. Blood was already dripping down the scissors.

"So you're saying... Lily committed suicide?" I looked straight into Richards eyes.

He pulled out a pair of scissors from his drawer. "Yeah. These scissors. Who knew they would actually end her life."

I took the scissors. They were polished clean, without a single speck of dust.

"You cleaned them?"

Richard nodded. "I washed the blood off. But even if it was suicide, the scandal would ruin me. So I kept it quiet and hired some people to clean up the mess."

I stared at the scissors for a long time. I ran my finger gently over the blade. It didn't even feel that sharp.

Suicide?

Ha.

My Lily would never be that foolish.

I pretended to believe him. "If she committed suicide, then you're innocent. Why are you so desperate to destroy this evidence?"

"No, no, no," Richard said, panic written all over his face. "I'm... I'm just worried the cops might get the wrong idea."

The wrong idea?

A clear conscience fears no knock at the door.

"Richard, if you don't tell me the whole truth, I can't help you." I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my body against his.

I kissed his cheek gently.

Richard couldn't resist. "Lana, you are a thousand times better than that little brat."

Under my temptation, Richard quickly pulled out a torn, blood-stained white shirt.

"Look at this. That girl was so stubborn!"

I took the shirt. It was a simple white cotton blouse, ripped to shreds and stained with dark, dried blood.

"What is this?"

"I have a cabin out in the suburbs. I tied her up and kept her there."

My heart stopped.

I could picture it so clearly. Lily wearing this shirt, feeling completely helpless and terrified as she was abused over and over again.

Richard Harrison was a monster. An absolute beast.

Yet, he said it with pride. "Keeping her locked up actually made her a lot more obedient."

His eyes looked crazed. "Lana, you have no idea. In her final days, Lily lived like a dog."

My stomach churned. I felt like throwing up.

Why?

Why did they do this to her?

My hands clenched the bloody white shirt so hard my knuckles turned white.

Just as I was about to lose my mind, *BAM!* The door was kicked open.

"You cheap whore!" Someone grabbed my hair and dragged me down.

Vile insults rained down on me.

"Chloe, stop! Stop it!" Richard yelled anxiously.

I looked up. The person who had broken in was Chloe, Richards daughter.

"How dare you try to seduce my dad too!" Chloe kicked me hard in the stomach. I gasped in pain and fell to the floor.

In that brief second of physical pain, I felt a fraction of what Lily must have gone through.

Chloe looked completely insane. Her eyes were filled with pure, murderous rage.

During my month working here as a maid, I had learned about this family's toxic dynamics.

Richard had divorced his ex-wife because of his constant cheating. Chloe stayed with him and lived a luxurious life.

But Chloe had a terrible, violent temper. Whenever she saw her father messing around with other women, she would completely lose her mind.

I pretended to be terrified and cowered behind Richard. As I did, I noticed his laptop was open on the desk. The desktop wallpaper was a happy family photo of Richard, his ex-wife, and Chloe.

How ironic. A disgusting, lustful predator who still pretended to care about family.

"What is that in your hand?!" Chloe shrieked, her eyes locked on me.

I looked at Richard. Before I could react, Chloe snatched Lilys bloody shirt from my hands.

The moment she saw it, she froze. "Why... why is this here? Why do you have this?"

Chloe opened her mouth to say something else, but Richard snatched the shirt away from her.

"Chloe!" he snapped, his voice sharp and warning. "Shut up and go to your room!"

With that, Richard shoved the shirt back into my hands and hissed, "Go. Dispose of it now."

I ran back to my room. Holding the bloody shirt, I pulled out a box hidden deep under my bed. Inside the box was the lock of hair and the USB drive.

I hadn't destroyed them.

How could I?

Richard had no idea that every single sin he committed was being recorded, piece by piece.

And Lily... my sweet daughter.

Mommy is going to get you justice.