Bumpy Exit
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"Another day," I whisper as I leave my room, briefcase in hand, heading to the dining room for breakfast.
"Good morning, sir," greets my butler as he sees me.
"How has she been behaving?" I ask seriously as I make my way to the dining room.
"Is she still asleep?" I inquired, somewhat surprised, as it was what she had been doing for the past few days.
"Yes, sir. Yesterday, the missus..."
"Don't say anything. I don't care what the woman does. As long as she stays quiet, I'm satisfied," I express honestly. "
Today, I'll just have a juice and a fruit, remove everything else that has been set on the..." I fall completely silent, unexpectedly, when I arrive at the dining room and see a perfectly set table, decorated and filled with...
