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.”

Lennon closed his eyes, envisioning the image of that young girl’s bright eyes widened in shock, “I want the youngest maid in your house.”

She looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen, making her likely the youngest here.

child labor working at

“Of course not.”

Then, the youngest one

took a sip of tea. “When did your preferences become

eyebrow and grinned.

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 girl, potentially leading to him discovering

interest in the youngest maid in the house, Lennon hoped Damien would manage it through the usual channel- through Mr. Hampson.

expression he imagined on Cherise’s face when she

then. Have her come

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

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more than a year, Cherise’s

In other words, her repetitive routine and lifestyle had made her

Damien had been confined to the library,

that Lennon had mentioned, Cherise. finally located

cleaning receipt in hand, she noticed the black Cayenne parked at the entrance was no longer

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