Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Just do it, it's not like it's my fault if anything goes wrong. She's the one who asked for it."

"Alright, please lay down."

Millie eased onto the couch, "That's more like it. Sometimes you have to show a bit of spine before anyone takes you seriously. It's like you only understand tough love. Honestly, it's pathetic!" The nanny paused mid-motion, took a deep breath, and restrained herself.

"Did you skip dinner or something? Your hands feel like feathers. Can't you put a little more oomph into it?"

The nanny replied, "...Okay."

"Ouch! I said a little more oomph, not to break my back. Are you trying to pick a fight with me?"

Taking another deep breath, the nanny asked, "Is this pressure okay?"

"It's fine, I guess."

Half an hour later, the steaming chicken soup was served, its rich aroma filling the air. It was clear from the glossy sheen on top that it was perfectly cooked. The nanny had even added a touch of honey for sweetness.

taste, Millie put her spoon down with a frown, "What's this

undercooked, is

Frieda panicked, "How could it be undercooked? I've been making chicken soup for years, and it's always been like this.

scoffed, "So, if the cooking method's fine, the problem must be with the chicken, right? But I remember Beverley saying she got me the best quality. So,

for twenty years, handling

of the police

soup; she just wanted to

Beverley scolded her, she took her frustration out on Beverley's nanny,

all this noise about? Can't people sleep

in, reeking of alcohol, and

demeanor, no longer interested in

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your coat. I was just about to

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you not hear a word I said? I told you to keep your distance. Can't you