Charlotte had been in a deep slumber, and as she finally opened her eyes, the room enveloped her in utter darkness. She reached for her phone and saw that it was already 10 PM. Recollecting the day's events, they felt surreal, like a dream.Dressed in her pajamas, she descended the stairs, and to her surprise, the entire house was bathed in warm light. There were no servants in sight, but a bustling activity emanated from the small kitchen downstairs. She tiptoed closer, inching towards the kitchen door.Inside, a man sporting a black shirt, sleeves casually rolled up, held a phone to his ear with one hand while expertly stirring something in a pot with a ladle in the other."Yeah, handle it on your end. I'll take Li'l Harry over in a few days." He concluded his call, rinsed his hands at the tap, and gathered ingredients for another pot, apparently gearing up to fry something.Charlotte, attempting to surprise him, raised her hands playfully, but just as she did, the man by the sin
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