Chapter 63 I Hope You Won’t Get Involved
Chapter 63 I Hope You Won’t Get Involved
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I’m fine. I can handle being a maid. Daphne frowned at Samantha’s hurt hand. “But you hurt your hand. Ms. Wallace.”
Samantha looked down and eyed it, then shook her head as a signal not to defend her and not enrage Finley. He could not take much more now, plus she knew why he had done so. She was not arguing
th him no matter how much he had hurt her and never leave him. She would always keep him company.
Samantha told Daphne, I’ll manage. What would you have me do?”
“With your hurt hand…” Daphne eyed Finley, dealing with business matters in the living. room, then said louder, “Ms. Wallace, pickle cabbage.”
Finley frowned, while Samantha realized her purpose after seeing her wink–Daphne was trying to help her and had spoken louder so Finley would pity her..
Samantha was amused, while Daphne feigned anger toward Samantha. “Why are you. laughing, silly girl? Go on and help me prepare pickled cabbage.”
Daphne pushed Samantha into the kitchen and tossed her the salt. “Put this into the cabbage to pickle it. Use your hands–both of them.”
Her words were just loud enough for Finley to hear.
As Samantha was about to unbandage her hand, Finley spoke from outside. “My study is messy. Ms. Stuart, make Samantha tidy it.”
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