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A Face from the Past

Author: Author Anselm
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-02 21:28:47

Amelia

I was seated quietly in the consultation room, listening to the doctor explain the next steps, when I heard a sudden knock on the door.

“Ms. Amelia…” It was Margo’s voice. “There are… uh… two ladies here to see you.”

I blinked, stunned for a moment. Two ladies? To see me? Who the hell were they? And what was Margo thinking, letting strangers into my house without my permission?

I shot the doctor an apologetic glance. “Excuse me for a moment,” I said, standing up.

Inwardly, I was fuming. What kind of foolishness was this? Did Margo forget her place? I hissed under my breath as I stepped out of the consultation room.

I walked towards the sitting room, fully ready to give Margo a piece of my mind. The nerve! Where on earth did Cole even find such an immature, uncultured housekeeper like her?

As I walked, my mind raced with thoughts of what lesson I would teach Margo for this nonsense.

But nothing could have prepared me for what happened the moment I stepped into the living room.
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