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.

down with

not undercooked,

I've been making chicken soup

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 trying to pull a fast

been with the Sherwood family for twenty years, handling everything from the finest dishes to daily chores. If you think I'm cutting corners,

the police

there was anything wrong with the soup; she

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

all this noise about? Can't people sleep in

alcohol, and was

quickly adjusted her demeanor, no longer interested in pestering

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with a

Det me take your coat. I was just about

cut off by Murray pushing her

I said? I told you to keep your distance. Can't you understand