Lía strolled into the kitchen, let out a sigh, shot a look at Roxana, and raised an eyebrow.
"From now on, you're rolling with Miss Susan," she declared, "don't get any grand ideas, you're just her go-to maid."
Roxana stood up, bit her lip, and sighed with relief at the thought of only taking orders from Susan.
"Seriously?" she asked.
"Am I cracking up?" Lía scoffed sarcastically, turning to the rest of the crew. "Everyone needs to gather in the main hall tonight. That's where the party's going down."
The cook dropped the pot lid in shock, and everyone jumped.
"Thanks to Mrs. Susan, the shindig's happening there, and no one better question her call."
The old-timers were lost, exchanging confused glances, but no one dared to speak up. The cleaning crew grabbed their gear and headed f
