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 indeed

sip of tea. “When did your preferences become

eyebrow and

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

in the house,

forward to the puzzled expression he imagined on Cherise’s face when she

Have her come to my

a tug on his lips. “I hope you won’t regret this.”

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in Adania for more than a

routine and lifestyle had made her

had been confined to the library,

search for the dry cleaner’s shop that Lennon had

cleaning receipt in hand, she noticed the black Cayenne parked at the entrance was no longer there.

muttered as she kept the receipt, thinking Lennon would return for his

water hose and resumed

her clothes were soaked. Cherise

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