Chapter 166 The Gardening Woe

“Stop beating around the bush with me.”

“I want one of your female helpers in this house.”

As Damien was pouring tea, his hand paused slightly. “A female helper?”

He remembered that most of his household staffers here were in their forties and above. This was something Lennon had long known even before he went abroad.

Damien chuckled. “Are you sure?”

“Of course.”

envisioning the image of that young girl’s bright eyes widened

seventeen or eighteen, making her likely the youngest

child labor working

“Of course not.”

Then, the youngest

a sip of tea. “When did your preferences become

an eyebrow and grinned. “You wouldn’t

met this particular maid in his house. Apparently, Lennon had reservations that if he provided too many details, it might pique Damien’s curiosity about the

vague and simply stating his interest in the youngest maid in the house, Lennon hoped Damien would manage it through the usual channel- through

anticipation, looking forward to the puzzled expression he imagined on Cherise’s face when she visited his villa the

her come to my place

nodded, a tug on his lips. “I hope you won’t regret

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university in Adania for more than a

routine and lifestyle had made her a stranger

to the library, classrocherise’s life

search for the dry cleaner’s shop that

the Lenoir Residence with the dry cleaning receipt in hand, she noticed the black Cayenne parked at the entrance

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