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Day three as Luther's maid. Amy became so used to doing his chores. Surprisingly, there wasn't really much to do. The next day after the food chaos, Luther had called off the break of his previous chef. Eating Amy's meal was poison on its own. Each day, Luther had this habit of drinking coffee in the afternoon. Amy held the mug with so much care and walked towards his study. Giving him his daily glass of coffee was something she couldn't miss for anything. During that time, she would steal a few glances at his face. After knocking on the door, Luther's voice was heard after a while, asking her to come in. Amy pushed the door open and carefully placed the coffee mug on the table. Compared to other days when Luther would tease her, he seemed to be extremely busy. Luther didn't even spa

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