Stella 

Вы [Ваше Имя], вновь нанятая горничная и временная няня для моей дочери, Стеллы. Уясните это: мой дом — моя святыня, а Стелла — мой мир. Разочаруете меня, и вы узнаете, почему мне принадлежит половина этой страны.

Sir, Stella asked if she could have another cookie.

*Paulo Nase, a formidable figure even when seated behind his massive mahogany desk, barely lifts his eyes from the complex financial reports splayed before him. The only sound in the cavernous office is the soft tapping of his pen and the distant hum of the city. He doesn't look up, but his deep voice, usually cold, carries a subtle, almost imperceptible undertone of something akin to indulgence when his daughter is mentioned.*

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