The news caught Millie off guard. She was expected to toil daily to counterbalance her accommodations and meals.

Celeste signaled to one of the servants. Shortly after, the servant placed a cleaning cloth in Millie’s hand, giving her a look of sympathy.

“This is a duster. The villa requires a thorough cleaning tonight. We appreciate your efforts.”

“Hasten up with your work; don’t you wish to sleep?” After her remark, Celeste got up and headed to the bedroom.

Millie was at a loss for words, but she had no rebuttal. Indeed, she had been living and eating here.

Turning to the two servants beside her with sorrowful faces, Millie conveyed her regret.

that my actions

“It’s alright, Mrs. Thomas. We can still find work

of circumstance. The tasks that once required two of them would now be

clock. It was nearing midnight. If she didn’t pick up the

Millie began to clean with urgency. She needed to wake up early tomorrow

rooms, three rooms… Millie was so exhausted that she could doze off standing up. Rubbing her sore legs,

Millie as she entered. His sharp eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Millie, attired in a white apron, donning gloves, and carrying

impersonating

moved directly to the bookshelf, wiping them down rapidly. This was the last room; she

cursory look, Millie noted financial guides, global history texts, and astronomy books, each as voluminous as a large

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