Auctioned To The Highest Bidder
“Hello, good morning. Please, I'd like to get the black suit which the boss uses on Mondays.”
The older woman who was in charge of the laundry eyed me coldly without replying a word of my greeting. So far, the other servants in the Adams estate had treated me like the outsider I was.
It didn't matter, as long as I had Mia by my side.
“So it's true? That you're his personal servant now?”
I nodded, not knowing why she had asked me the question.
“Even after you stole from him? You know you might be walking into a trap, right?” When I raised an eyebrow, she lowered her voice, looking around, before continuing to talk to me, sternly this time around.
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