-Lara-I turned round abruptly, hiding the bottle beside me. It was Maria, the chief cook. I breathed out in relief, at least it was someone I could talk down. I braced myself to find my composure."Are you, by any chance, talking to me?" I asked her with a frown."Yes please," she replied, approaching me. "I do not know what you were doing here.""And how is that any business of yours?" I scowled at her, searching her face to see if she had noticed me pouring the content into the food "Well, I am put in the place of being responsible for this place, and the last time I checked, you are not a Cook. So permit me to say it beats me what you are looking for here," she said, trying to sound as polite as she could, but we both knew it was all a facade.I relaxed with a grim smile on my face."Well, I am not a servant like you are, and I am not restricted to any part of this building. I can go anywhere I wish, and you do not have any right to question me. You may be in charge of the kitche
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