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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?

just

old butler stood

got up at about six o'clock with the look that he didn't sleep well last night. So he went to the woods to practice his

could tell that Timothy had taken

wake up late too. So

......

couldn’t help looked at Timothy in front of

Mr. Wheeler ate so elegantly, and he

what do I

“Take care of me.”

Timothy said very ambiguously.

me

to take good care of

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 want to

take a bath

speak, but she immediately found it

she saw

taking a bath, why would she do that thing? Giving

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

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

put on another expression and bared her teeth, “What the hell are you saying? How can you say that a

put a small piece of food in his mouth and said, “Do not have

got it, I got it. Heh heh

She was still grinning.

shower, don't you ever never go to massage my back. Do you think my back can be

his head, Timothy hid his

decent job. No one

curious, “Well, who will massage

your mind,

this? Even

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

“Damn, it’s just a man’s body. What's

Why did you stare at me for so long

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

critically at Rylee's face

she covered her face

girl,

Timothy's gaze.

she looked at his naked body by accident,

…

front of a group of servants with a cute

pointed to Rylee and introduced her to the servants at

Rylee frowned.

So why the hell did she become personal

All the servants, including the butler,

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

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

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

“Understood!”

the servants replied

misses, my name is Rylee. I am glad to