“Alright then, we’ll start now. Mindy, give Mrs. Connor her costume.”Dickson stepped aside once he had said this. Before Charlotte could make sense of the situation, a woman in a blue suit, who had been standing on Dickson’s right, tossed Charlotte a pile of clothes at her feet and icily said, “Mr. Barkley’s time is precious. This is not your house where you’d have a group of people pandering to your every need, you sickly little princess.”‘What? Who’s a sickly little princess? Who wants anyone to pander to her every need? Why do I get the feeling that everyone’s being very cold to me?’Charlotte put on her costume.The clothes were a little old, slightly too big on her, and even had a weird stench, as if they had just been fished out from the trash. However, Charlotte didn’t care about these minor details. She arrived in front of Dickson, dressed in a medieval costume.“I’m ready, Mr. Barkley. We can start now.”“Mm.”Dickson seemed cold and different on the surface, but de
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