“Madam, you may now venture forth.”

Promptly, Millie descended the stairs, her steps laden with palpable fatigue. The recollection that she had abstained from sustenance for an entire day cast a weary pall upon her countenance.

Considering the substantial distance to the hospital, energy replenishment appeared imperative. Guided by her instincts, she migrated to the kitchen, culminating in the concoction of a bowl of nourishing, sweet soup.

Bria emerged into the kitchen’s domain.

“Mrs. Celeste Thomas hungers. Carry this to her.”

Millie elected to disregard the directive from the commanding woman.

this interplay unfolded, a servant

your mobile phone rest on the upper floor? It resonates in the

touch confirmed Millie’s omission

a call from Teresa.

the phone call, Bria’s stationary presence

conjecture you’re now prepared to ingest this broth and

not, unless you deliver this serving to Mrs. Celeste Thomas, egress from this estate’s gate shall remain

retort manifested a

“Minion.”

in the retort, “You! Mrs. Celeste Thomas

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