The Maid’s Daughter Asked To Play One Song, Then Silenced The Whole Penthouse

Maddie heard Mr. Whitmore stop her mother near the study door.

“Ellen,” he said.

Her mother turned fast. “Yes, Mr. Whitmore?”

“There is a spill on the rug in the library.”

“I’ll take care of it right away.”

“And after that, the kitchen needs a full clean-down. The caterers left a mess.”

Her mother’s face changed.

Only a little.

Most people would not have continue reading …