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139, MEADE RUNNING SCARED

LADY MEADE

My head was in the clouds right now, and Rachel, my new maid, was not enough to bring me out of it. I sighed as I looked down at her. She was vigorously painting my nails a stylish pink as she hummed the lyrics of an old song.

It only made me realise that I had not given Andrea a moment’s peace of mind, but I was still restless. I had not been able to contact the killer that I had hired to get rid of that stupid guard. Heaven knew where he must have gotten entangled now!

"Lady Meade, I’m done with the paintings," Racheal whispered meekly.

I glared at her. "Repaint them then! Are you a fucking idiot? Do you not realise that the whole thing needs to be brighter than anything else in the world? Gosh! I have to teach you everything!"

She bowed as she picked up the transparent paint. "I’m sorry, Lady Meade. I would apply the needed things right now," she whined.

It was at that moment that a knock sounded at the door, and my other maid, who was making my tea, rose to her feet pro
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