“Wow, you’re performing gardener duties. That’s something else. And you stink.” In an elegant dress and crimson heels, Rhea took photos of Millie, pinching her nose in a show of disdain.

In comparison, Millie was not as glamorous, clothed in a light blue T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Her attire was plain and practical.

In response, Millie made a clipping noise with her shears, refusing to be intimidated by Rhea’s provocations.

“It’s odd. If I smell so bad, why haven’t you left yet?”

With her arms folded across her chest, Rhea looked smug. She certainly hadn’t expected to find Millie engaged in garden work so early.

“You want me to leave? Not a chance. I’ll keep watching you garden, take photos, and let all my friends know that Millie has become a servant for the Thomas family.”

me. He thinks I need to put on some weight. Fish

by the pond, engrossed

“That’s ridiculous. Marcus is fishing for fun, not for you. Stop making

then she placed her shears down

trotted over to the pond, where a bucket held a

crouched and seized the animated crucian. She glanced around

and ask them to prepare

Mrs. Thomas.” Gemma promptly carried out Millie’s

Marcus thought, annoyed. He was fishing for leisure, not to

doing? Bring that fish back,” Marcus

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