The Sleepless Night of the Maid — Chapter 3
Translator: Eonnicorn / Editor: Vy
She was well aware that she shouldn’t throw a tantrum like this, but it didn’t matter anymore. It felt like her heart was being ripped apart just by thinking of being separated from her nanny. She couldn’t help but think that riding the carriage would be as scary as going to hell.
Cecil, choked with sobs, tried to console Eva. In the end, she could only hold her, unable to withhold the overwhelmed feeling. Then, a question arose: Why doesn’t she want to take in this wonderful child she’s raised in her arms? Since Cecil wasn’t her relative, it was against the law to take in Eva before she became an adult.
For someone who was always praying, she detested God in that moment, wondering how such a young and bright child like her would endure this storm.
This won’t do.
‘I can’t let this child go alone even if I die.’
“Sir Biti, please take me with you too.”
The baronet frowned at Cecil’s unexpected request. Those standing next to them looked at Cecil with astonishment. But most surprisingly, Eva tightened her grip on Cecil.
“She’s still young, so I have to be there with her. I beg of you, Sir Biti.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t. As I’ve said before, I’m not in a good place because I didn’t get paid. I can’t afford to feed two more people.”
He held his head high while refusing her request. Although what he said was true, his dislike towards Cecil also influenced his decision. She was a woman who had her nose in the air and used to gaze down on him whenever he visited the mansion. The thought of her doing that to him, who was once a commoner, just because she was the daughter of a fallen aristocrat, put him into a foul mood.
“I’ll work as a maid without payment. I’ll also be Lady Pamela’s etiquette teacher.”
Not trusting his ears to have heard her properly, he confirmed it again with a surprised face. ‘Etiquette teacher!’ He was rejoiced by his great fortune but forced himself to keep calm. Aristocrats were born with manners and etiquette like it was their second nature. It’s quite subtle and complicated, creating a fine line between ordinary people and aristocrats. No matter how hard the middle class tried to get into their world, the difference would be too obvious.
Notably, it was very difficult for Baronet Biti and his family to have an aristocratic attitude. He has called in a few etiquette teachers, but their level was always limited. Teachers in the capital often refused his offer because his family was insignificant or asked for a much higher payment than he could afford. Thus, Cecil’s proposal, a noble-born and a nanny to a prestigious family, was too tempting to refuse. This was especially true for the baronet, who was determined to marry off his son and daughter to aristocratic families.
“Well, if that’s what you wish for,” Baronet Biti said, pretending to yield to her proposition as if she had won their debate. At the same time, he held back his cackle.
“Let’s have a talk for a second, Cecil,” Lawrence, lost in thought, called her off to the side.
Having been delayed even further, the baronet gave both of them a disapproving look as soon as they returned from their brief conversation. Now with a brighter face than before, Cecil opened her arms and hugged Eva.
“Now, let’s get going, my lady.”
“Okay. Nanny, thank you.”
Finally, a ray of light. Eva hugged her nanny with tears streaming down her face. She was no longer feeling afraid to leave. With reliable Cecil beside her, it ignited her courage, as if she could overcome any hardship.
“Take care, my lady.” After Lawrence and Matthew said farewell, she got into the carriage.
‘Goodbye, dad, Lawrence, and Matthew. And lastly my precious home.’
* * *
The ride to Baronet Biti’s residence took some time. It was neither a large nor small residence, with about ten rooms. From a commoner’s view, his residence was indeed magnificent. Still, it was no match for Bale Mansion. The whole Baronet household came outside to greet them once Eva and Cecil got off the carriage.
There stood the Baronetess wearing a fancy dress with an excessive hairstyle, her face was sharp while the tip of her eyes pointed upward. Todd, the son of Baronet who was a bit more on the chubby side, rolled his eyes.
The daughter of Baronet Biti who had visited her several times, Pamela, ran in her direction with arms wide open. Worried that his daughter would become lonely, Baronet Biti had brought in Eva so she could be Pamela’s friend. They weren’t that close, but Pamela welcomed her with a bear hug regardless. As Eva’s heart began to melt a bit from the sentiment, Pamela whispered quietly,
“I’m glad your house went bankrupt.”
“I’m glad you’re no longer the Count’s daughter.”
“I’m so glad you came to my house, Eva.”
Right at that moment, eerie goosebumps crawled down her spine. Pamela’s welcoming greetings were pure joy, that much Eva knew. Pamela was on cloud nine now that Eva had come to her house. However, instead of Pamela climbing up to match Eva’s position, she was the one who stepped down to match with Pamela.
Her eyes hardened like stone. The Bale Mansion entered her blurry view in the distance. The mansion looked like it was heaving a sad sigh as it watched Eva.