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Ellie didn’t leave. Instead, she sat on the floor beside his desk, pulled a worn leather notebook from her apron pocket, and started flipping pages. “For the past month, I’ve been cataloging the manor’s assets,” she said quietly. “There’s a first-edition Austen in the attic. The silver in the east wing is real, not plate. And the leaky roof? It’s just a slipped slate. I asked a handyman.”

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Ashford Manor, a sprawling but slightly faded estate in the English countryside. Ellie didn’t leave

Leo rubbed his temples. His father had hired a temp from a “Premium Associates” agency. But this wasn’t a maid. This was a tiny, uniformed hurricane. She dusted his bookshelves while humming pop songs. She left cups of tea with a single, perfect biscuit balanced on the saucer. And worst of all, she kept calling him “sir” in a tone that felt suspiciously like teasing. “There’s a first-edition Austen in the attic

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“What have you done?” he demanded, staring at the color-coded sticky notes.