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Chapter 72: How Could You Treat Me Like This?

Samuel, though drenched in rain, stood upright due to his stubbornness deep within, "Maid Heather, could you please help us report this again?" "Fine, just wait." Maid Heather ended the video call, dusted off the chip crumbs from her hands, then calmly headed upstairs. Standing at the threshold of Charlie's bedroom, she lifted her hand and gently tapped a few times on the door, "Young Master Firth Firth, Mr. Mirren and Mrs. Mirren are still standing outside in the rain." Charlie first reached out to feel Nancy's forehead. Her fever had receded. He then said unhurriedly, "Maid Heather, open the door. Let them in on their own..." At this point, he paused, "Don't let them dirty the floor." "Of course!" Maid Heather smirked, then headed downstairs. After she pressed the gate switch, the door opened automatically. Samuel and Lily, seeing the mansion's gate finally opened, hurriedly scampered inside. After a few minutes of running, they finally reached the door of the villa. Just w

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