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 frown, "What's this

not undercooked, is

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

arms and scoffed, "So, if the cooking method's fine, the problem must be with the chicken, right? But I remember

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

the police made Millie's

she just wanted to stir up some drama

out on Beverley's nanny, giving back just as much as

sleep in peace?

of alcohol, and

adjusted her demeanor, no longer interested in

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a smile,

I was just about to serve some chicken

off by Murray

not hear a word I said? I told you to keep your