Marrying the Man in the Dark

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.”

one is indeed

of tea. “When did your preferences

raised an eyebrow and grinned. “You wouldn’t

the chance that Damien hadn’t met 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 more about her and, by some chance, developing feelings for her and subsequently refusing to let

the house, Lennon hoped Damien would manage it through the usual channel- through Mr.

his tea with anticipation, looking forward to the puzzled expression he imagined on Cherise’s face when she visited his

her come to my

his lips. “I

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in Adania for more than a year, Cherise’s

words, her repetitive routine and lifestyle had made her a

to

dry cleaner’s shop that

with the dry cleaning receipt in hand, she

left? She muttered as she kept the receipt, thinking Lennon would return for

on fixing the broken water hose and resumed tending

finished the gardening, her clothes were soaked. Cherise went back inside, leaving wet trails behind.