19: A HOMELESS ON MY PATH

"Linar! Where is my White Cortéz dress?" Being elderly, Linar did not walk as fast as younger people.

"Yes, ma'am?"

"You have listened. Don't make me repeat it again."

"S-sorry, b-but I don't know your dresses by brand."

"Oh, crap. Always incompetent. I'm talking about a white silk dress I wore last week" Alice searched her phone for some pictures she had taken with the dress and showed it to Linar.

Alice's cleavage in that dress made her even prettier than she already was.

"Oh, yes. I remember that dress. It went to the laundry ma'am."

"Went to the laundry room why? I want to use it," Alice grumbled crossing her arms with an annoyed expression.

"Madame, the dress had some stains. It was already dirty and needed washing."

"I don't want to know. I didn't send it to be washed."

"I was just obeying the rules of the house madam. It wasn't my will," Linar was sad about that situation.

"If it was dirty, all you had to do was send it to the laundry first. Because today I want to wear that dr
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