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"Thanks for the tip, ma'am'
"It's okay, Gwen, you can just address me by my first name." Clara countered with a smile, yet again attempting to make the other woman whom she could only guess was her age mate or a little younger than she was, comfortable.
"Oh ahem...Ms.... Clara, thanks, you're a great boss." Guinevere had a smile fixated on her face, the same smile she had whenever Clara returned to find her prepared to leave in the evening. It had been a shock the first time she had come ringing the doorbell early one morning, and introducing herself as the cleaning lady employed by Mr. Quinn. Well, one quick phone call to her boss and her shock had been replaced with something close to amazement.
Most of the time, Clara still couldn't get the hang of this new life of hers. She drove to work every morning in a dashing red Maserati dressed in one of the classy dresses arranged in her walk-in closet, and had a meeting with the assistants who nodded to eve
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