The Heiress Maid

Chapter four

I got back at my room around midnight. So Tired to even deal with anything. All I could think of was Laura Sanchez, Ferdinando's fiancée.

Was I living in some sort of nightmare? Because it'll surely be the right time to wake up.

What was I going to do now? He was my only hope. I can't go back home defeated. I can't admit to my grandfather that he won. I knew if I go home empty handed I'd be throwing myself into a match making and I have possible contestants for the great chance to be my husband.

I called Violet to share the awful news. She could help me think of what to do next.

"Hey V" I started.

"Hey V" how was the gala or whatever you went to?" she asked curiously.

"Ferdinando is engaged." I decided to break it.

"To you?" she asked before adding "That was fast"

"I wish it was me but it's not. Her name is Laura Sanchez." I said sadly.

"What? How? When? Why? Wait remove that last one. HOWWW?" She asked shocked.

"I haven't seen or talked to Ferdinando for like 3 years. Things bound to change" I said.

"So what are we going to do?" she asked.

She was always smart with ideas. Which was so unusual because of the way I knew her. She was a balloon always smiling and putting a pretty face to land covers. Her manager told her to watch her mouth. She had a tendency of voicing her opinion even if it lands her in trouble. Last time, she was called to a casting and actually bashed the designs she was to model for. Her modeling career was almost over before she "magically" landed on the cover of Vogue Australia. Ever since she had resurfaced back to the modeling world as one of the highest demanded models. People would wear anything that Violet Granville modeled.

"Don't you know a guy who could play for a year? You could divorce him and pay him a little"

"Nobody is that stupid Violet. Divorces these days require huge settlement. My family is still majority owner of all our companies. Things might end badly." I said in a sigh.

"True. But you're grandfather is just bluffing. He can't disinherit you. You're his only descendant. His last actually. That snake of a cousin of yours isn't even his favourite or a direct heir."

"I know my grandfather V, if I don't inherit it then it's going to Hannah. She's the only close relative we have"

"Okay okay you didn't have to make that obvious. Maybe we could talk about possible potential husbands that your grand father could hook you up with."

"Can we do this tomorrow? Am so tired" I begged.

"Yeah sure...goodnight" She said.

"Goodnight" I said before hunging up. And just like that I dripped my face into my pillow and fell asleep.

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The next day I was woken up by a door knock. I quickly noticed I slept in my evening gown and quickly got myself out of it and wore the hotel robe.

"Yes?" I smiled.

"Madam the hotel manager would like to talk to you" He said in his thick Spanish accent.

"Okay lemme just get dressed" I gave him on of my best smiles.

Ten minutes later I walked to the manager's office and was welcomed.

"Miss Grosvenour" He begun. "When you made your reservations at the hotel you pyed for on three days"

"Yes I did"