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* Lucy POV*
Isabella dropped me and wave at her as she drove off with a smile. I entered the building and Jennifer was busy watching what seems like an interesting program on the television.
"Good morning Ma!" I greeted and stood still.
"You came early unlike I expected." She stared at my dress and gave out a cute smile.
"Yeah. Am not supposed to come late, Ma." I replied with a smile.
"You can have a seat. Let me finish this program" She showed me a seat and I walked up and sat down decently.
After an hour or so. She walked up stairs and came back with a towel. I know you might have known how to clean but I will feel more comfortable if I guide you a little bit.
"Take! Show me how you clean." She said. It feels so humiliating but I had to act along. She's actually seeing me as a very dump person.
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