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The butler looked confused, but still nodded quickly, “I see, sir. I will never say anything.”

Mr. Master’s practice must be kept secret. Like many kung fu masters he had seen on TV, their cultivation shall be kept secret.

The old butler's adoration to Timothy had greatly increased.

Rylee had a very tight sleep.

She didn't know that Timothy's bed was made of special wood to help sleep, and that the mattress was also made of memory foam whose design was based on ergonomics.

She got up, went to the window and opened the curtains. Wow, she couldn't help smiling in front of the amazing view.

“It's so beautiful! I didn’t expect that the gang leader actually has a taste.”

There were endless greens rushing into her eyes. Green lawns, green trees were in different structure and layers. Dark green, grassy green, light green, yellow-green layered on top of each other. It’s very beautiful, making her refreshed.

Farther away, it turned out to be the ocean.

“Is this place so close to the sea? Mr. Wheeler really know how to choose a place.”

After stretching, Rylee went downstairs.

The floor downstairs was lit up by the morning sun. Rylee walked down the spacious stairs. Silent and busy servants were doing their own jobs and Timothy was drinking tea.

Timothy is wearing an off-white V-neck T-shirt today and a pair of black jeans. His whole costume looks like a college student.

Actually... Mr. Wheeler was indeed very young.

He’s just twenty-six years old. It should be the prime of a man where he enjoy the benefits of youth and hansomeness.

“Morning, Mr. Wheeler. Oh sorry. Morning, Timothy. Hey.”

Rylee stuck out her little tongue.

Well, she had gotten used to calling him Mr. Wheeler. But he wasn’t happy that she called him so. Why did she keep forgetting this? Damn!

Timothy put down his tablet and raised his eyelids. His attractive face came into Rylee's sight. Timothy pointed to the clock on the wall and said, “It’s getting late, girl. It’s ten o’clock.”

Rylee made a face to him, squinting and smiling, “I'm sorry. It’s probably because I slept in a strange place. So, last night, well, I got a little insomnia. That's why I got up late.”

She was regretting in her mind. She was here to work as a maid, and how could the maid sleep until ten o'clock without any guilt. They didn’t hire her to be a queen.

Timothy almost laughed out. “You had insomnia last night? Fine, we'll stick to it then.”

Damn, no one slept more deeply than her last night. He kissed her breast but she was still asleep. He was confident that even if she was taken to Egypt, she can sleep soundly.

Timothy took a suggestive glance at her towering breast. He looked at the kitchen and spoke while tapping his fingers the table, “Bring up the breakfast.”

“Yes, sir.”

Rylee walked over, sat opposite Timothy, and asked, “Haven’t you had breakfast?”

“Nah.”

“Why haven't you had breakfast yet?”

Timothy glanced at Rylee. Well, he definitely couldn’t tell her that he was just waiting for her to have breakfast together. How awkward he would be if he said that?

I just got up

butler stood

o'clock with the look that he didn't sleep well last night. So he went to the woods to practice

could tell that Timothy had taken a

you are the boss. But you wake up late too. So don't be so mean to

......

couldn’t help looked at

ate so elegantly, and he

creditor, what do I have

“Take care of me.”

Timothy said very ambiguously.

Give me

take good

cheeks, and said indifferently, “If I want to drink tea, you serve it for me. If I want to eat fruit, you must cut them into pieces and bring them to me. If I want to go out, you have to dress me up. If I

a bath and I

she immediately found

she saw Timothy's

that thing? Giving him a back massage? Isn't that the same as seeing Mr. Wheeler's

thought of seeing Timothy's naked body last night. Something underneath him was spectacularly

table with his hand, “Hey, girl, why are you leering like

are you saying? How can you say that a pure girl who has just been enlightened was leering? In the worst case, I am just

and said, “Do not have

I got

She was still grinning.

faintly and said, “When I take a shower, don't you ever never go to massage my back. Do

Timothy hid

pouted. “Please, massaging is not a decent job. No one will want to do

Rylee still can't help being curious, “Well, who will massage you? It’s a man

you thinking? I really don't know what’s in your mind, kiddo. When you want

stop bullshiting, how can I find a man to do this? Even if a man enters

why I must have a massagist of my gender. Otherwise, the woman who help me

lips, “Damn, it’s just a man’s body.

you stare at me for so long yesterday

anger. “I didn't stare at you for a long time. It's just

pointed critically at Rylee's

covered her face with her hands,

with this girl, just stared at Rylee and

redder with Timothy's gaze. She

ah, ah, ah, she looked at his naked

…

group of

pointed to Rylee and introduced her to the servants at home, “This is

Rylee frowned.

So why the hell did she become

All the servants, including the butler,

are enough maids in the family. There’re so many maids that they can take turns to take vacations. So why would he get another

cute little girl with no job experience do? There seems to be no more work

Timothy continued solemnly, “Rylee only follow my order. She only does

“Understood!”

servants replied in a loud

misses, my name is Rylee. I am glad to join you. And wish we can work together happily