Chapter 42 I'm Writing You a Prescription, Darling

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  The maid in the kitchen almost sliced her finger when she overheard that line.   This... this young madam... she's seriously a tough one-totally spoiled!   Honestly, it's starting to look like even Mr. Ackerley might not be able to keep her in line.   While they were still quietly worrying, they saw Leslie heading toward the kitchen.   Everyone straightened up instinctively.   Don't let her cheerful smile fool you-after what happened yesterday, they all got the message loud and clear.   Leslie didn't even blink before kicking out more than ten maids yesterday. And Mr. Ackerley? Didn't say a single word when he got home.   Total indulgence.   "Y-Young Madam."   Mabel quickly greeted her.   Leslie gave her a look.   In her previous life, Mabel had always been dutiful and quiet.

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