Melomiri

My Daughter's Killer Hired Me As His Maid

Language: en

I worked as a live-in maid in a billionaire’s 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. 01. 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…

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