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Eliza had been staying at the old mansion for about a week now, and things had been pretty quiet. It was the weekend, and Audrey decided she wanted to pick up Brock from school herself.

“Mom, how about I go pick up Brock? You can just relax at home,” Eliza suggested.

Audrey, already set to leave, waved her off. “Don’t even think about it. I haven’t seen Brock all week, and I want to be the first to see him.”

Eliza chuckled, nodding. “Alright then, you’ve got it.”

Eliza needed to swing by the office to sign off on some documents. “Mom, I’m heading to the office for a bit. I’ll stop by the supermarket on my way back. Need anything?”

“No, just grab some of Brock’s favorite snacks.”

“Sure thing.”

As Audrey headed out to get Brock, Eliza drove off towards the office. The old mansion sat in its usual peaceful vibe.

Meanwhile, Helen, who managed the kitchen cleanup, was bringing some new hires in through the side entrance.

The guard at the side entrance stopped them, eyeing the newcomers. “Who are these folks? Have they been okayed by the lady of the house?”

Helen quickly explained, “These two are just temporary hires, here for three days to help clean the kitchen and take out the waste. We’re short-staffed, and the lady of the house gave the nod earlier.”

The guard looked the newcomers up and down. The mansion used to hire temps regularly, but that had changed recently.

Helen shrugged it off. “What could possibly go wrong with these two? My concern is finishing my work and avoiding Marian’s wrath or losing pay.”

“Don’t worry. Even if something happens, I won’t mention you let us in.” She handed him another hundred-dollar bill. “Neither of us says a word, and no one will know, right?”

“This…” The guard hesitated, but he knew his job was on the line. “...this doesn’t feel right.”

“Oh, don’t be so stubborn.” Helen reluctantly handed over her last hundred dollars. “Alright, there’s all I’ve got. Let me through before someone sees us and we’re really in a bind.”

Three hundred dollars was indeed a tempting offer for the guard.

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