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.

one taste, Millie put her spoon down with a

not undercooked, is

could it be undercooked? I've been making chicken soup

her arms and 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, are you

accusations at me? I've been with the Sherwood family for twenty years, handling everything from

the police made Millie's eyes

anything wrong with the soup; she just wanted to stir

out on Beverley's nanny, giving back just as

this noise about? Can't people sleep in peace? Got nothing

alcohol, and was

longer interested in pestering the nanny,

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with a

your coat. I was just

abruptly cut off by

not hear a word I said? I told