Monica's days were exhausting.
Having to clean and even wash her own clothes was no ordinary hardship.
Not only money, but proper clothes for going out, the car, and even the driver were gone, so she could not even go out.
Was that all?
No matter how cleverly Aeplin had bought off the servants, they no longer honored Monica as they once had.
The surveillance of the fierce-looking Rodea was so stifling.
But it seemed humans have an instinct to adapt to their given environment.
Her clumsy cleaning was improving day by day.
At least Billy, who came every night with a storybook, was the only person who listened to her.
Billy, too, had come to Monica to do his reading homework.
Billy naturally held out the book to Monica, but she pushed it away and refused.
It had only been a formality.
More than that, she found it strange…
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