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A CLEANING LADY WARNED A MILLIONAIRE, AND THE NEXT MORNING, A LUXURY CAR APPEARED AT HER HOUSE...
Emily wiped her brow, her fingers trembling slightly as she gripped the rag tighter. The scent of bleach lingered in the air, mixing with the faint perfume of luxury that seemed to be soaked into every corner of the hotel room. She had been working here for over two years, cleaning rooms that belonged to people who probably didn’t even know she existed. They walked past her as if she were invisible, as if she were part of the background, like the marble floors or the crystal chandeliers hanging in the lobby.
That day started like any other. Emily had entered the suite of James Wilson, the well-known billionaire, with her usual routine in mind-dust, vacuum, and be out of the room before anyone even noticed she’d been there. James was one of those men she had never really seen up close. He was always coming and going, surrounded by assistants, rarely spending more than a few minutes in his room. But that day was different.