“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.”

gardening. See, my husband is catching fish for me. He thinks I need to put on some weight. Fish from the pond are quite

sat silently by the pond,

moment, Rhea retorted, “That’s ridiculous. Marcus is fishing

a glance at Marcus, then she placed her shears down and said, “Watch

the pond, where a bucket held a plump crucian

crucian. She glanced around and

fish to the kitchen, Gemma, and ask

Thomas.” Gemma promptly carried out Millie’s

is Millie up to? Marcus thought, annoyed. He was fishing for leisure,

what do you think you’re doing? Bring that fish

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