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.

working at your house right now, right?”

“Of course not.”

one is indeed her!

took a sip of tea. “When did your

and grinned. “You wouldn’t get

hadn’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 girl, potentially leading to him discovering more about her and, by some chance, developing feelings for her and subsequently refusing to

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

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

then. Have her come to

on his lips. “I hope you won’t regret this.”

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more than a

words, her repetitive routine and lifestyle had made her a stranger to the

Damien had been confined to

extensive search for the dry cleaner’s shop that Lennon had mentioned, Cherise. finally located the store.

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

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