Sense Of Crisis

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The next morning, the commotion outside disturbed Phoebe's peaceful sleep. Now wide awake, she got up. After getting ready, she headed downstairs, only to find that there were suddenly a dozen or so servants in the villa. The villa was usually quiet. Except for Rod, who stayed there 24/7, the cleaning staff would leave immediately after finishing their tasks—they were not allowed to linger. Why were there so many servants all of a sudden? "Good morning, madam," several of the servants greeted Phoebe respectfully from the foot of the stairs. It was their first day working here, and they wanted to make a good impression. "Breakfast is ready, and the master is already at the table. Please head over quickly." Phoebe froze, momentarily unable to process what was happening. At that momen

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