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CHAPTER 15

Penulis: Jane Samuel
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-24 23:43:23

SERENA’S POV

“Should we serve lunch, ma’am? Your bags are all ready to come up whenever you’d like”

Lunch.

Yup. You heard that right. Lunch.

It was 12:45pm in the afternoon and I was only just brushing my teeth. Under Rosa’s supervision of course.

Since I’d slept into the afternoon, she was convinced I wasn’t to be left alone. “A person cannot sleep for so long unless deeply tired from the inside.” She’d said, forcing me out of bed and into the bathroom for a shower despite my sleepy self.

“Yes, you can, Rosa.” I replied, washing off my paste covered mouth. “Prepare lunch, please. I’m starving!”

“And the bags?” she pressed, standing a few steps behind me like an Equerry. Hands, neatly folded in front of her. Hair tied up in a freakishly neat bun, uniform ironed to perfection with spotless black flats to go with it.

A proper steward.

You could literally feel the strict but yet warm energy roll off her. Eliot’s mom knew what she was doing when she gave her to me.

“The bags should remain
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