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

Whitmore looked from mother to daughter with a tight smile.

“Ellen, I was not aware we were hosting family night for the staff.”

“I’m sorry, sir,” Ellen said quickly. “She was supposed to stay by the service hall. I’ll take her home.”

“You will do no such thing until the library rug is handled and the kitchen is cleaned.”

Ellen’s lips parted.

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