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CHAPTER 15
“What I’m trying to say so badly is that I need someone short-term to step in for Mary…”
Was he thinking of asking her to take care of his father? Audrey looked at him with puzzlement mixed with shock.
“I still don’t understand… What is it that you’re really asking me here?”
“Audrey, I would like to ask Amy to come to the cottage and keep an eye on my father… If you don’t have anything against my request… Amy will fill in just until I can find a proper replacement…” he finally said.
She sighed, trying to understand what she was really feeling about his demand. Amy wasn’t a servant or a maid in their house. She had always been free to come and go as she pleased. Her parents, Audrey herself, trayed her like she was one of the Seymour family. So, Audrey didn’t know
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