💐PART 3💐 💐 THE MAID💐
I was worried about my mother, even if she trusted the maid, and even though i wasn’t convinced Aunty Cecelia could do it, but people changes in an instant.
I immediately developed a plan.
I decided to sneakily download “Truthspy” on her phone, which is a private Android system app that, when downloaded on the victim’s phone, does not appear as an app but rather is installed in the phone’s system. It collects and saves a copy of all voice calls, messages, and other activity on the victim’s phone to the phone with which you have associated the TRUTHSPY account.
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AUTHOR’S WARNING:⚠️
Please don’t use this app for any non-educational purpose please!
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The second idea was to never eat any food made by her in the house.
Otherwise, she will make an effort to get me out of the way of what she wants to achieve.
On Friday, my mother dropped me off at my campus before leaving for work, as my father hardly ever did so.
In reality, since the maid arrived, my father’s attitude has become less pleasant.
Nowadays, I’ve observed something peculiar about him: the way he smiles with our maid differs from how he smiles with my mother. Does this imply that he is happier with our housekeeper than around my mother? Anyway, I’ll let this thought slide.
While my mother was gone, I sneaked out of class and went home.
When I reached home, the gate was open, so I could sneak in quietly.
The maid was home, but she was in her room.
I could hear her talking on the phone and laughing.
As I cautiously opened the door to my room, she noticed the sound and inquired about who it was as she went out of her room neatly dressed up. I knew she was going somewhere.
ME: It’s me Doris.
Aunty, you look adorable today oo. I complemented her.
MAID: Thank you, sweetie. (Looking at herself with admiration.)
ME: Welcome, aunty. I smile.
MAID: Why are you home so early?
ME: I’m not feeling well today, my head is aching, so I prepared an excuse letter and was allowed to return home and take my medication. I lied.
MAID: OK. Are there any dirty clothes in there? I’m heading to the market to acquire some ingredients for cooking.
If there is any, I will have to do your laundry when I return.
—This story was written by Yùñg Tyga stories ✍️ —
In my head, I wondered why my Aunt had suddenly become so pleasant to me. It was the first time my aunt requested for my clothes for washing in such a pleasant manner, rather than “Better go and bring out those stinking cloths of yours for laundry.”
ME: Yes, Aunty, I have a few filthy clothes in there, but I don’t think you should worry about it today because it’s not a lot.
MAID: Okay, I believe I’ll wash them tomorrow.
Since the incident yesterday, I’ve been acting to her as if nothing had happened, to the point that she wouldn’t think I was watching her.
ME: Aunty, may I borrow your phone to transfer a movie to my iPad?
MAID: My phone’s battery percentage is low; put it on charge as soon as you’re done.
ME: Okay, Auntie.
Without knowing why I asked for her phone, she handed it to me and left.
When she went to the market, I immediately began putting my plans into action. First, I checked her messages, but there were no strange messages, only MTN and other customer care messages.
I then checked her call logs.
My father’s phone number came up first in the calls logs section.
They spoke about 10 minutes ago.
What confused me was the fact that she had received approximately 8 calls from my father in the last 24 hours.
But that didn’t concern me; perhaps dad was contacting her to make sure everything was fine at home.
Now, below is a history of calls she received from unknown recipients.
Now I immediately went to Google to download the TRUTHSPY on her phone, but she didn’t have any data on her phone, so I connected her phone to the Wifi-hotspot on my phone, downloaded and installed the “TRUTHSPY” on her phone, and linked it to my phone so that I could get a copy of every conversation and message she ever had.
Immediately i was done with my trāps, i plugged her phone on charge and waited for her return before setting my final trāp.
It was not long when i heard a sound on the front gate, she was back from the market.
When she stepped in, first thing she asked was “DORIS, DID YOU PLUG MY PHONE ON CHARGE? as she was busy trying to bring out something from the shopping bag.🛍
ME: Yes Aunty, I did.
My aunty pulled out a pack of cornflakes and a script of penadol.
MAID: “Take care,” she said. “Make sure to prepare some of that cornflakes, eat it and take tablets from that script.” She gave instructions.
ME: Yes, that’s right. “Thank you aunty.” I am grateful.
And she went to her room.
While she was getting ready to walk to the kitchen, I quickly set my phone on video record and hid it in the kitchen spoon kit.
I hurriedly returned to the dining table, pretending I was busy preparing the cornflakes.
She stepped out of the room, saw me, and said, “Nice girl!” Make sure you take those medications, oo.”
After a while, I told her I was going to play with the kids next door.
And she agreed.
When I returned later, she was seated on the balcony, perhaps browsing Facebook on her phone.
I was able to swiftly sneak into the kitchen and retrieve my phone.
I went to my room to see the recording.
However, I found my battery had just 5% charge when I started watching the video, and my phone shut off.
So I charged it and was eventually able to see the video.
In the video, she did everything normally until it came time to serve up the food, at which point I was shocked to see her doing something that made me scream…..
To be continued…
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