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Sara glanced at me, then at Chad, and back at me. “I usually just… clean houses,” she said quietly, almost apologetic. “He offered me double to show you how.”
I turned to Chad, my voice barely steady. “So, you’re paying her to teach me to clean and cook?”
I wanted to yell. This man, who never lifted a finger, had the nerve to hire someone to teach me how to clean? I could see Sara’s unease too, like she’d been roped into some strange drama.
I forced a smile, burning inside. “I’m sure I’ve got plenty to learn, Chad. Thanks for thinking of me.”
Sara’s eyes sparked with interest. “What’s the plan?”
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