Entitled Family Hired My Mom and Treated Her like a Slave – I Made Them Regret It

When Janice’s mom, Maria, lands a job as a cleaner for a wealthy family, Janice’s worst fears come true. Maria is treated cruelly, culminating in the ultimate disrespect when she’s called “it.” Fueled by rage, Janice vows to make them pay, setting the stage for a gripping tale of revenge.

I knew it was bad news when Mom told me she got a job as a cleaner for the rich folks down the street. Everyone in the neighborhood had a story about their arrogance, how they acted like they owned the world.

But Mom was hopeful, saying it was a good opportunity. I bit my tongue and tried to be supportive, but my gut twisted with dread.

The first week dragged on. Every time my phone buzzed, my heart skipped a beat, worried it was Mom calling with bad news. One evening, it finally happened. Mom called, sobbing. “They treat me like I’m not even human, Janice,” she cried. “Victoria called me ‘it’ today.”

Fueled by rage, I vowed to make them pay.

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