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she urged, unable to contain her anticipation. ‌ Chuckling softly, Susan continued, "Well, you see, each butler has their own unique way of preparing and savoring their tea. James, the head butler, insists on meticulously arranging his tea set in a specific pattern before pouring the tea, while Thomas, the butler with the walrus mustache, takes a sip of tea and recites a Shakespearean sonnet before he begins his duties." ‌ Virginia burst into laughter, picturing the scene in her mind. "Oh, I can only imagine the sight of these distinguished butlers engaging in such whimsical rituals. It must bring a touch of magic to the mansion!"

"Go find Gemma, but don't let her know. Jethro is a very keen wolf, so don't involve too many people. He might sense something." The butler followed the order and replied, "Yes, do as you wish." The butler, leaving the room with a clear understanding, was a special person who served only those with the potential to lead the Susan family. Because of his exceptional ability to work and manipulate everything to his master's liking, and especially his loyalty, all the members of the family wanted him to serve them personally. It could be said that this butler, tall and thin with a frail appearance due to his age, was the treasure of

the butler replied, “Okay, arrange the breakfast inside the tray and bring it upstairs, put it Inside my room,” Richard said, “Okay sir,” the butler said, and he arranged the breakfast inside the tray and took It to Richard's room, and he placed the tray on the table, and he left, A few minutes later, Richard called the butler, “have you put the breakfast in my room?“ he asked, “yes, sir” the Butler replied, “okay” Richard replied, “babe, go and bring our breakfast from my room,” he said,

Meanwhile, Luliyah felt confused about being left alone. She looked at Kelvin's back with a look of reluctance and a little panic. Kelvin was the only person she knew in this house and now the man left her with servants she didn't know. Seeing the panic in Luliyah's eyes, the middle-aged woman immediately held her hand gently, trying to calm her down. "Madame, I am Binta. I am the butler of this house." The middle-aged woman said. "Don't call me madam, ma'am. Just call me Luliyah." Luliyah answered, smiling faintly.

I believe I have already died, because the ceiling and the surrounding felt unfamiliar to me, it looks too british-like compared to the usual white ceiling of the hospital ward. Where am I? “Master, are you alright?” A butler inched closer. Despite his stoic appearance and that tail coat as well as that sophiticated aura his old self emits, I don’t think I recognize who he is. “Who are you?” I blurted. He smiled politely at me as a response before bowing his head in a respective manner. “Sire, my name is Taylor. I am the head butler of this mansion.” Taylor.... Wait.

The golden bull sculpture that stood beside the two tall pillars at the entrance of the mansion glittered as the light touched it. Kate's joy was cut off when she was stopped by a middle-aged man. His stubble mustache and protruded stomach made him look like a blubber belly. Kate bit her lips to stop herself from laughing at her wild imaginations. The man stood gauging at her from head to toe. "I'm Patrick the butler of the house, how may I help you? Do you have an appointment with Madam?". Oh, so many questions Kate thought "I'm Kate and I'm here to deliver this," she said raising the bag in her hand.

Did he really have to keep everything a secret? The door opened after a moment and I noticed a butler, who immediately greeted us, " Good Morning, Sir!" He bowed his head a little at Tobias and turned towards me, " Good Morning, Madam!" His face was polite but expressionless, representing his professionalism. I smiled politely at him, nodding my head in acknowlegdment. People like him made things work in huge mansions like these and for that, I respected them alot, like ALOT!

Lucy, Anaya and Zhavia took their seats reluctantly. After serving Butler and cook left from their. Celestine chatted with them on random stuff while having her dinner. The awkward atmosphere was turned into friendly. ~~~~~~~ "This young girl has a soft heart." Cook said to Butler while his eyes were on Celestine. He was a middle aged man with thick black eyebrows and round eyes with chubby nose and puffed up lips. His whole body was like a human meat ball. "Yes. Sir is lucky to have her in his life" Butler nodded his head in agreement.

He then took a deep breath. “Not only are you the director of the Flutwell Police Station, but you’re also the second young master of the Torres family. You’ve retired from the legendary Sword Camp as well!” “I wouldn’t dare go against someone like you!” A resentful look appeared on Butler John’s face. “I’ll give up for tonight!” he exclaimed, gritting his teeth. “But I won’t let this end…” Slap! However, Ansel suddenly appeared right in front of Butler John before slapping him across the face.

“Who are you?” As if it was a cue, Theodore put his hand on his chest and bowed at her. “Bonjour, Mademoiselle, I am Theodore Doyle, your new butler at your service.”