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... hat your thoughts are wrong, after all, the person standing here is me.”
Xaviera Evans raised her hand and pointed at herself: “Take a good look, this face, is your real hostess, the one who can decide whether or not you can work here.”
The maid laughed: “Decide if we can work here? You really think highly of yourself? We’ve been working here for two or three years, and you think you can just kick us out with a word? What a joke!”
“A joke?”
A deep and indifferent ...
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