Chapter 166 The Gardening Woe

“Stop beating around the bush with me.”

“I want one of your female helpers in this house.”

As Damien was pouring tea, his hand paused slightly. “A female helper?”

He remembered that most of his household staffers here were in their forties and above. This was something Lennon had long known even before he went abroad.

Damien chuckled. “Are you sure?”

“Of course.”

Lennon closed his eyes, envisioning the image of that young girl’s bright eyes widened in shock, “I want the youngest maid in your house.”

She looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen, making her likely the youngest here.

“By the way, there’s no child labor working at your house right now, right?”

“Of course not.”

youngest one is

sip of tea. “When

casually raised an eyebrow and

this particular maid in his house. Apparently, Lennon had reservations that if he provided too many details, it might pique Damien’s curiosity about the girl, potentially leading to him discovering

maid in the house, Lennon hoped Damien would manage it through the usual

he imagined on Cherise’s face when she visited his villa

Have her come to my place

tug on his lips. “I hope you won’t

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more than a

her dormitory. In other words, her repetitive routine and lifestyle had

confined to the library,

cleaner’s shop that Lennon had mentioned,

receipt in hand, she noticed the black Cayenne parked at the

she kept the receipt,

the broken water hose and resumed tending to the

gardening, her clothes were soaked. Cherise went back inside, leaving

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