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... siping maids, and Phoebe, after collecting herself together, twisted her mouth into an unrepentant snarl.
“If it isn’t our Lord’s favorite pet herself,” she commented with a chuckle.
Penelope flicked off the comment as she would do to a mosquito’s bite; minuscule, but it still stung. She proceeded to walk down the stairs, ignoring them, but Phoebe was right behind her heels.
“You do know you are the fiftieth lady I would see the Master sleep with this year alone?” Phoebe ...
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