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9: Part 2
"Hello, Ms. Jenson," she greeted with a tiny smile on her heart shaped face. "I'm your maid, if you remember me. Mrs. Jenson asked me to summon you for dinner."
"Oh...I remember you and I'll be right there. Is Mr Je- I mean my dad at the dinner table?"
"Yes, he is."
"Oh...thanks. I'll be there in a minute. Uh...what is your name?"
"I'm Samara."
"Nice to meet you, Samara." She seemed nice and polite to me so I thought maybe I was going to make some friends here.
"Nice to meet you too, Ms. Jenson."
"Oh, come on, you can call me Julieeeee-t." I almost only said Julie. I should be more careful next time. One slip up and we'd be in great trouble.
Samara looked at me with a slight frown on her face. "Okay, Ms. Jens- I mean Juliet."
I gave her a smile which she returned with a grin and then she walked off. Rich people liked to look good all the time. And Juliet was a billionaire's daughter so she obviously must look good all th
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