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Hailey explained, "Your dad used to do business with the Hoffman family. You've met Cecilia before when

you were younger.

"But she was too young back then. You're seven years older than her, so it's normal if you don't remember her."

"Even if the Hoffman family isn't doing well now, they still own a listed company. It's not appropriate for

Ms. Hoffman to work as a maid here," Sergio remarked coldly.

Cecilia could tell that Sergio had known who she was all along but had pretended not to know.

She lowered her gaze, feeling a bit disappointed.

Hailey gave Sergio a reproachful look and said, "What maid? I haven't even had a chance to get to know

Cecilia yet. How could I let her work as a maid?

"Cecilia is respectful, and she gets along well with me. I like having her around, so I've asked her to stay with us for a few days. You're not allowed to treat her like a maid."

Just then, Maeve came downstairs. Hailey shifted her gaze and continued, "Mavy, you're not allowed to treat her like a maid either. Cecilia is here to take care of me, so she will only listen to me."

"Mrs. Brooks Senior, the Brooks family has helped the Hoffman family before. I'm here to take care of you voluntarily. I'll be happy to take care of Sergio and Mrs. Brooks too," Cecilia said, taking a seat beside Hailey

Hailey squeezed Cecilia's hand affectionately. "You are so thoughtful. I'm liking you more and more.

Cecilia, it would be wonderful if you were my granddaughter."

Maeve looked on coldly. Hailey clearly wanted a granddaughter-in-law, not a granddaughter.

"Grandma, if you like her so much, why don't you treat Ms. Hoffman like a granddaughter?" Sergio

suddenly suggested.

Hailey's smile faded, and Maeve chimed in, "Mrs. Brooks Senior, if you like Cecilia and want to have her as your god-granddaughter, I'm all for it."

"How could that be? Even if I want that, I'm sure Mrs. Hoffman wouldn't agree. I just want Cecilia to stay with me," Hailey said while smiling and patting Cecilia's hand.

Maeve sat down next to Sergio and asked Cecilia, "Ms. Hoffman, based on your demeanor, you don't

seem like a typical maid. How old are you?"

Blushing, Cecilia lowered her head and replied, "I'm 19"

*19... So, you should be in college. Which university are you in?" Maeve asked.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Cecilia smiled and answered, "I'm studying at Amenam University."

Hearing this, Maeve paused. She gripped the teacup while Sergio frowned. Chappor 218

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Sensing the tension, Cecilia thought that she'd said something wrong. "Did I... say something wrong?"

Thinking that Sergio had been reminded of Clara, Hailey chimed in, "No, you didn't say anything wrong. It's just that Sergio has supported a student from Amenam University before." Curious, Cecilia asked, "Oh, I see. Sergio, who did you support? Was it my senior or my junior?"

Hailey really disliked Clara. She complained, "Why are you bringing that up? That woman is deceitful. Sergio has already stopped supporting her. Let's not bring her up again."

Cecilia nodded and said, "Alright, Mrs. Brooks Senior."

Hailey smiled again, and Maeve took a few sips of tea.

"Sergio, you've been working hard lately. I think you should take a break today. Since Mavy is here too, I'll ask Cecilia to cook a few more dishes. Her cooking is even better than Allie's. "There's no need for that. Maeve and I will be going out to eat, Sergio said, holding Maeve's hand.

In front of Hailey and Cecilia, Maeve couldn't refuse him.

Cecilia's grip on Hailey's hand tightened at the sight of their intertwined hands,

Hailey's smile faded. "If the two of you want to go out, then go ahead. But you both have to come back tonight. It's not proper to be out all day. [1

"Okay," Sergio said.

Sergio had lost his appetite, so he stood up. "Go upstairs and change your clothes. I'll wait for you outside," he told Maeve.

"Okay."

As Maeve got up from her seat, she glanced at Cecilia, who had been gazing fixedly with admiration at Sergio.

Maeve changed her clothes. When she was ready to leave, Cecilia looked even more disappointed. In the car, Sergio sat in the driver's seat, and he had already prepared a seat cushion for Maeve. Chiope 214