"Ma'am Mahalia…" a loud voice of a maid echoed to the hearing of Mahalia.

She was busy organizing the clothes that Hendrix had gotten for her the past day.

"Who's that? Come in, the door is unlocked." She replied, still busy with what she was doing.

The door was pushed open and the maid walked in. "Ma'am, your lunch is ready. Should I get it here?"

She shook her head. "Leave it in the dinning, come over there to eat it." Mahalia replied to the maid who was sent by the chef.

The maid left and extended the message to the chef, and then she served the meal as she...