Housekeeper Win could barely contain her emotions as she took Pete into her care, feeling an aching twinge at the thought of parting with Andrea. "Ma'am Andrea, please don't worry," she assured with haste, her voice tinged with affection, "I'll take good care of Pete. He's like a son to me."
Understanding and gratitude filled Andrea; over the years, Housekeeper Win had become like a mother to her. With precise instructions from Win, the maids quickly loaded Andrea's two suitcases into the trunk of the waiting car.
As Andrea emerged from the house, she approached Tony and Tate, who were deep in conversation. Tate's face broke into a smile when he saw Andrea approaching. "Miss Andrea," he greeted with evident joy.
"You're here to see me off, Tate?" Andrea asked, her own smile mirroring hi
