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.

way, there’s no child labor working at your house

“Of course not.”

Then, the youngest one

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

casually raised an eyebrow and grinned. “You wouldn’t

that if he provided too many details, it might pique Damien’s curiosity about the girl, potentially leading to

it vague and simply stating his interest in the youngest maid in the house, Lennon hoped Damien

tea with anticipation, looking forward to the puzzled expression he imagined on Cherise’s face when

Have her come to

tug on his lips. “I hope you won’t

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more than a year, Cherise’s

her repetitive routine and lifestyle had made her a stranger to the city.

been confined to the

cleaner’s shop that Lennon had mentioned, Cherise. finally located the

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

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