Chapter 352 Mrs. Luellen, Aren’t You Ashamed?
- The woman walked in, started cleaning, and swapped out the trash bags.
- Hazel glanced at the crumpled white papers stuffed in the bin and her cheeks flared crimson. She hurried over. “Leave that. I’ll handle it later.”
- The woman drew back her hand. “Okay. I’ll clean the shower room.”