Kidnap Her.

After Hilary spoke, the living room became silent and after a while the doorbell rang.

Hilary sighed and quietly got up from the couch as he made his way towards the door.

His steps were slow and tired, and his body was feeling heavier with every move he takes.

Without thinking much, he walked toward the door to open it.

But from behind, his mother’s voice rang even though he was absentminded.

“Son,” Genevieve called out, “you really need to get a maid or at least a butler. You can’t be doing everything by yourself.” She said, and then in a softer voice that wasn’t too loud she muttered, “Thank God I came with three maids.” Immediately, a thoughtful smile appeared on her face as a new idea came to her.

“Looks like l the maids I brought with me wouldn’t could stay here and help. That way, Hilary wouldn’t have to struggle with the housework while Freda was still unwell. She whispered to herself, but it was still heard by Mr Davis, who only shook his head in response.

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